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The ocean is kissing her youngsters goodnightWhispering through the inlets and rivers and streams.She is tucking her youngsters in bedEnveloping with thin blue sheets the ivory grain beaches.She is cradling her babies in foam-tipped arms,Sleeping birds and sleeping boats and drifters.She is singing lullabies to her babiesThrough the shadowed depths and hidden abysses.She is weeping for her sunken lodgersBoats whose bellies have more than grazed her sandy lap.She is still for her calling guestsNew ships whose hulks will fly across her lengths.The ocean is looking for her callerThe moon awakened from slumber and radiant with energyTo shine on her with watery goldThat she may introduce her children to the day.I also need help with the title. If you have suggestions on what I should change, please state HOW to change it.
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