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Date: Wednesday, 11th December 2013 @ 08:10:58 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: thistle_and_fern

The night is filled with settling sounds
The birds outside their homes have found

Im sitting here, their songs enjoy
Relaxing quietly is my ploy

As night time falls a little lower
And people become a little slower

A calm descends upon the street
My home becomes my own retreat

To unwind away the stress and strain
Of working mode inside my brain

A sigh, a smile and the day does sleep
The birds go quiet without one peep

Go gently in the coming dark
until we are woken by the larks.

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