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Owl dusk huntSquealing batsNight moments
Trees are nests, Leafy homes, Greened and lawn
Two snails clash Thin grey trail, Green tree veils
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Soft wool, fluffy pillow, starry night Three fellows bidding a shepherd sleep Crickets sing from cracks in the wall
Even before mists and dews evaporate The green forest was awake, tending to her residents But the cold iron snake will have none of her benevolence
