Evening Hush the story of dusk
Evening tides, every
Veil of the touching sky of voice
Enamor(ous) as the
Nightingales
Intertwined/interlocking the fingers of the sky as lace of starlight
Night's gentle (tranquil)touch
Glorious (Grand) and Beautiful
Her Name
Ushers a
Song that
Has a grace, a beauty to calm the restless, and ease them into peaceful stupor.
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