Still as the wind who sings breathless praises
to the tune of a softly glowing moon,
stars whispering to the night, twinkling graceful
abiding in the music, a soothing rhythm
erasing the anxieties, the doubts, the fears
wiping away the darkness, the gentle tears
with a beautiful melancholy, a promise that appears
when twilight fades to darkness and the trees
sigh, praising...
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