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The Sun's Song

When time is muted and night resists the day, is when the songbird chorus dawns; and music saturates the air. In his sleep Sun is stirred, awakes to melodies. Chiming birdsong is his call, and hearing starts to sing.
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darren-koobs
American
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Feb 28, 2011
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