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