Evening's End
The sun goes down
a great moon rises
Fog dances over the river
dusk comes quickly
pushing away the light
Sounds of the night
fill the dark forest
Creatures scurry along the
earth's floor
Haunting calls echo
from the great owl
wise and and all knowing
Silence now, be still
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