Good Night
Why not to remind that we both exist
Why should we be gone, if the reason
Is out there, nowhere at all– so at least
You can’t rely much on the season
The stars are melting away on the trees
The carpet of leaves lies beneath
Until it’s too late, hear the swirling breeze
Hear the whispering leaves
We are not dying, its just about time
For us to go to bed
Don’t miss us, we hug you, sweet dreams, good night
See you soon, as you have said.
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