Late Evening...
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Rebecca Navarre
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Color of the skies, paints a soft
lullaby. Winds whisper, moon sighs.
Stars twinkling, sounds of crickets,
near by. Out there with the fireflies.
Lay my head on my pillow. Drift away,
and close my eyes... Dream all I see,
and feel, outside! ! ! ! !
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