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A Little Night Music
by Nancy Clarkdrumming rain, insisting crickets in the grass, or locusts humbuzzing like a myriad tiny bows on strings, then lulled am I to rest. But this night brings a straining song on northwind borne, a fretful drone of crying tires, of grinding highway whine, constant as an ocean's roar. It plays me such a struggling lullaby. |
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