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Owls and coyotes sing Her to sleep. |
Plains Twilight Witnessing the sun set. Mesmerized by the play of light on clouds. Winds that were rushing through the plains only an hour before now settle in to sleep. Nature seems satisfied with Herself as she dons her violet cloak of night. Owls and coyotes sing Her to sleep. She dreams of the blush of dawn. |