Lullaby
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Last published Sat, Apr 18, 2015
serein ;/ the fine, light rain that falls from a clear sky at sunset or early hours of the night
hüzün ;/ a melancholy resulting from inadequacy or failure and weighing so heavily that it becomes communal
moonbow ;/ a rainbow caused by the refraction and reflection of light from the moon
aurora ;/ the ancient roman goddess of the dawn
offing ;/ the more distant part of the sea seen from the shore, beyond the anchoring ground
nostrum ;/ a medicine sold with false or exaggerated claims and with no demonstrable value
nakhes ;/ the satisfaction gained from life's gifts
nefelibata ;/ "cloud-walker": one who lives in the clouds of their own imagination or dreams, or one who does not obey the conventions of society
gibigianna ;/ the gleam of light reflected from water or mirror: a sunlit area
redamancy ;/ the act of loving the ones who love you, and visa versa: a love returned in full
midnight ;/ all-out nuclear war: the nuclear clock shows how close or far away we are from nuclear war, midnight is when both sides fire their weapons
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