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The Song of Sleep

 Sing to me Mother Earth,

so that I may hear your heartbeat.

listen closely to the lonely lullaby:

The air is heavy with your solemn, saddened sighing,

keeping pace and perfect time

with the melody of the moon

as she strums her strands of silk. 

Let the clouds join in the chorus,

and the wind will whisper softly

to help you keep the tune.