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The Night
Sitting on the rooftop glaring the stars,
Slow breeze blowing,
Cooling the empty heart.
The calmness that I felt at night,
Listening the rustling of leaves in the trees on a breezy night,
Healing all the wounds of the soul....
Slow breeze blowing,
Cooling the empty heart.
The calmness that I felt at night,
Listening the rustling of leaves in the trees on a breezy night,
Healing all the wounds of the soul....
