Sometimes in the hush of the evening
I understand the loneliness of the earth
As it breathes by in the wind.
And no one
But me
Is there to hear the hushed, somber, and soft
Wooooooshhhh.
Sometimes in the hush of the evening
I understand the loneliness of the earth
As it breathes by in the wind.
And no one
But me
Is there to hear the hushed, somber, and soft
Wooooooshhhh.
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