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Rabindranath Tagore
The sleep that flits on baby's eyes - does anybody know where it was born?
It is faint like the yellow moonlight in a thin cloud,
It smells like a half-blown jasmine flower in the dusk.
It has a shadow that dances on the cradle leaves.
Meaning
The mysterious origin of a baby sleep.
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