The sun asleep.
Whsipers gently through my hair.
I hold my voice and sink in the ground.
Wait for the stars to wake and talk.
Sit and stay with me.
Listen, stay, and be with me.
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| Clouds are awake; The sun asleep. Whsipers gently through my hair. I hold my voice and sink in the ground. Wait for the stars to wake and talk. Sit and stay with me. Listen, stay, and be with me. |
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