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Midnight Sun

Midnight Sun

I hear the sweet whisper

of the midnight breeze;

The humming of the waves kissing the shore;

The creepy crawlies' stroll.

Singing are the leaves with a melody

as sweet as a lullaby

from the best singer

every woman could be.

But nothing beats

the first dim light I see--

the midnight sun

smiling at me.

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