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As darkness fell, the crickets sang

Birds fell silent, nothing rang

Just the rustle of leafy trees

Bowing to the gentle breeze

A coolness in the air was felt

As suddenly, the sun would melt

Into one, when the moon did cover

Taking her, as his daytime lover


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