Singing their nighttime song,
the croaking chorus reminds me that,
the world is more than my room.
Gently nudging the blinds,
the night breeze brings its own tactile lullaby,
caressing my bare skin, soothing me to sleep.
As I think my last conscious thought, it is this:
I am of this earth, connected by breath and song.
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