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Dusk that special time as day dissolves into night,
Soft evening sounds, birds twittering here and there,
The rustle of the leaves softly swaying in the breeze,
First twinkle of the lightening bugs darting everywhere,
That time when mother earth is winding down for us to rest,
Waking up the night creatures, the owls soft lonely sounds,
Our woes seems less in this soft quiet world,
That time that is a gift, slipping into night to sweetly sleep,
To dream our dreams of a wonderful tomorrow.
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