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Lovely little one,
Don’t you cry about the setting sun.
Close your eyes and settle your mind.
And soon the moon will take its rise.
For you do not know when you rest,
The moon’s light shines bright overhead.
Giving solace to all there is,
Bathing the land in a light meant for rest.

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