Hush
Ryana orinku
in the time of the night
all is silent
all is sound
all is quiet
all around.
i look to the sky
it's an open night
full of wonder
not of fright
i quiet down
and listen.
i hear a blue crystal
lake
i wonderful wind
a bird taking wing
a fresh night.
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