Night Song
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Into old comfort zones, honed from a million years before,
a reclining evening slips gently down the trees
Pensive cricket songs, uncoil from the thickets now,
and spiral upwards upon a hem of a sinking sun
A reclining evening slips gently down the trees
The stars appear, and settle into constellation memories,
and spiral upwards upon a hem of a sinking sun
The laughter of a summer day is put to rest
The stars appear, and settle into constellation memories
Pensive cricket songs uncoil from the thickets now
The laughter of a summer day is put to rest,
into old comfort zones, honed from a million years before
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