DEW
I sneak upon your world at times
as silent as the night
The evidence I always leave
is noticed at first light
If you do not chance this time
to see what I have done
All the signs that I've been there
are taken by the sun
Oh its true I'll come again
when the time is right
Though scarcely do I see the day
but always see the night
So if you want to meet me
you will not need your eyes
Go out at the dead of night
You'll feel my damp suprise
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