A river of deep flows what seems a mile below
Above is a bridge, only to a few is it known
Deep in a forest as dark as the night
It is here that I learned the secret of life
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Early evening time of dusk
Long days sun color rust
Nights first star pokes its head
Many more will follow stead
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As the sunlight rises from below the lowest of the lowest sky…
Darkness softly recedes, turning sights into each days surprise…Dewing drops glisten like stars of the night that too soon expired…
Creatures start singing, singing songs of solitude and lives tried
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