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The sun's goodnight brings a gentle hush Over fields of flowers and greenery, lush Cotton candy clouds float through the sky Reminders of childhood and summers gone by Hills tinged with blue cradle trees growing tall From the barn we hear singing — a nightingale's call All's right with the world on this quiet night When beauty surrounds and dreams can take flight
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Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 4:10 AM UTC
The World Says Goodnight
The sun's goodnight brings a gentle hush Over fields of flowers and greenery, lush Cotton candy clouds float through the sky Reminders of childhood and summers gone by Hills tinged with blue cradle trees growing tall From the barn we hear singing — a nightingale's call All's right with the world on this quiet night When beauty surrounds and dreams can take flight
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Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 4:10 AM UTC
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