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NightTime Breeze
Every night, I smell the breeze
And start to wonder why
The sun, the moon, the stars and clouds
Just sit there in the sky
Just sit and float, all day and night
And wander not at all
Like little boats, in the sea
Waiting for their call.
And then I find, that they are gone
As the time of day has passed
That I have been, in solitude
Like a withering blade of grass
When I could have been, running around
Having lots of fun
But instead, stuck in my head
I\'ve been wondering about the Sun.
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