Arrival Of The Night
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The night comes slowly
Draping the land with a
Thick shroud of darkness
The moon and the stars
Come out in the sky to
Roam with powdered faces
The night comes slowly
And sounds of birds and
Bees die slowly in the air
Wind blows from valleys
And make trees to swing
Under the moon's soft glare
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