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The sound of dancing windchimestells me there’s good sleeping in store;delta breezes float through windows and doorsas they will my dreams tonight.Coolness moves through the valleypushing out all the heavy cloudsof yesterday’s disasters, as if the breath of God hadcome to restore the stars in the night skyand hang the moon back in place.
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