Nights
Under the roof of sky
Filled in lights of star's
Beneath the shades of moon
Along the sounds of breeze
I made my place
On an edgy cliff.
While listening to the tales
Narrated by grass
Upon the lonely wind
While watching the stars
Gossip upon
The falling meteors
And hearing the songs
Sung by mites
Upon the lovely nights
Made me realize that,
Beauty lies in those darkest times.
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