How beautiful the day and night; the earth is singing in the wind, the voices rise and touch the sky telling all the earths believing, and in the night sighs fall down, and from the skies sighs fall down on me.
And when I move away from view my voice is singing in the wind, it rises up to touch the sky telling all that I believe in, and from the night shall sing again.
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