i simply lay still. you are bathed in our morning light. it blankets your figure, the yellow haze softly kissing your skin. though some fairies drift in, floating amongst the still winds, curious, perhaps? i simply dismiss them. they leave offerings upon your palms.

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our little lamps began to buzz and glow as crickets sung their final hymn. some stars were beginning to awake, slowly singing and sauntering across night's silky blanket. wind danced across the darkness and slowly rocked the old trees to sleep. and amidst the serenity of slumber we lay... calmly, simply.