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"Night Sky"
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It's twelve in the midnight,

When I looked up at the sky.

So they told me it's time to go,

And the fireflies flew away-

Along with my worries.

So I smiled as I take my first step,

Away from the land-

Where I buried my darkest thoughts.

For they told me that my smile

Can keep out any devoid darkness.

Maybe they're right.

Maybe it's true that

The darker the night,

The brighter the stars it produce.

- 300420🌌

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