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Night
A village snuffed asleep.
Night silence
Slapping on the face of stars.
A boy sleeps behind the cowshed,
Lying next is his pet dog
On vigil like a city guard.
A whole hill of dew forms
On moonlit grass.
How forlorn this night breeze!
Ah, do not disturb
Sleeping angels
Dreaming droplets of poems.
