Night of a Fallen Sky
As the night foster, sank my fragile heart,
Because the frivolous moon began to play with my thoughts,
As gleam the the moon up high , heart began to go in deep,
Thinking of many butterflies that come to me and left ,
And of cemetery I went with flowers , bestowed,
With gangrene and extinguish bodies which once glowed,
The chain of thought broke , with a marvelous sight,
Once dead sun again stood for fight !
The sun rose for them , who burn and got too far,
Still night for them, who let exodus the stars!
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