The Whispering Night
Oh hear the whistling wind as it rushes through the trees the night sky dark silent and still the busy life of day now left behind then is there peace for the silent watcher of the night sleep long forgot as the night wraps around them like a blanket the air cold and refreshing the grass on bare feet as they watch the clouds pass by the moon crickets the only sound to be heard oh peace dear peace is found in the night oh won't you hear the silent whispers of the night
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