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(wind) Stealing The Calm Of Night
ML (6/30/89 / Toledo Ohio)

(wind) Stealing The Calm Of Night

The calm of night is rustled
By gentle voices upon the breath of wind
The stillness that covers crackled under
The feet of evening’s bitterest gust
The rush of day that ceased in Slumber
Is now awakened with a fierce breeze
The peace of darkness becomes enchained
The calmness Broken, shattered
Upon the face of the earth
No winds will rescue they knock us down
And break the calm of the night

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nice imagery. very free....gorgeous!