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Night Time Guest

The wind blows back her darkly dyed hair and dries her hazel eyes
She sits down on the frost covered ground and on the grass hse lies

The night owls lull their frequent guest into a fitfull sleep
and an she leaves at sunrise-
she sings them all to sleep.





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