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May 2020
Quiet, it is night time
My mind wishes not to be stirred
By notions which unnerve
It is the time for relaxation
Not emotions’ swirling vexation
I wish not to be jolted by such thought
Calm is what I ought to keep
As I am lulled softly to sleep
Viola
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Viola
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