It is dark,
But,
When she looks up,
She sees sparkling diamonds,
Wondering,
How do they get there?
Stretching her hands,
Hoping,
She could reach them,
Taking them with her,
Cause they make her calm,
When the sun rises,
The diamonds are gone,
Leaving her waiting,
Waiting fot the stars,
Coming in the next darkness of the night.
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