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Hurry sunset, I need my moon,
in all it's quiet beauty Be still, wind, I want to "hear" as eventide breaks o'er the horizon Silence, birds, head to your roost, it's time to close this day Awaken, stars and sprinkle the sky with bursts of tiny diamonds Here she comes, my faithful moon, to guard me and the sea
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