Good Night, be Calm
© 2025 Olan L. Smith
Ah, alas, the night wanes—
and the eyes grow tired
be it but a chance to talk—
to reminisce the thought
of life with a being, such as you.
Turn your ears to the gods
and they will speak—
hear and you will understand—
be calm
my soul
and know.
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Bird's Eye
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