Nocturne -- Infinitians
No one stirs the night, but the wind
Old wind chimes play to the moon
Caught in the breeze they swoon
to soothe the dark night...
Used to lure sleep
Reap dreams from
night with
ease
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10/10/15
For Contest Infinite Infinitians
Sponsored by Charlotte Jade Puddifoot
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