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Night's Sky
Upon the canvas of the twilight sky,
Where stars ignite like whispered dreams anew,
I trace the constellations, wonder why
Their distant light still finds my gaze so true.
The moon, a silver coin in heaven's vault,
Hangs low, a beacon for the...
Where stars ignite like whispered dreams anew,
I trace the constellations, wonder why
Their distant light still finds my gaze so true.
The moon, a silver coin in heaven's vault,
Hangs low, a beacon for the...
