When the defences are down,
in the night,
the heart pumps pulsing right.
A cloud in the sky
won't terrify.
In a travelling dress
birds do bless.
All seems whole, even though
suspected from below.
Nothing to fear,
the air is clear.
A clueless one
finds out his sun.
In a deep slumber
the pulse has it's rumble.
While, the birds don't cope without feeding,
the speech can be reached by reading.
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