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Nature's Lullaby
Wet fingertips
Tapping lightly on the glass.
A smooth, rhythmic sound
Fills the room;
Gently pulling at my eyelids.
I don't fight it
As the beautiful melody cradles me;
Rocking me to sleep.
Tapping lightly on the glass.
A smooth, rhythmic sound
Fills the room;
Gently pulling at my eyelids.
I don't fight it
As the beautiful melody cradles me;
Rocking me to sleep.
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