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Do you ever look up at the sky

In the night

Thinking

Why would someone be afraid of the night? Of the dark? Of the sky?

It makes you fell small? Don't tell me that makes you sad it should make you calm.

It calms you, the fresh air, the Dark night, the Rustling wind through the night

The Stars leaves you speechless in awe, you could write endless and endless poems about the stars; that always keeps you in awe.

The moon is you're kinda light
(Why would it be the sun?)
The Moon shines bright, even in the darkest nights

You open up my mind

You understand

And you sit here, in your window

writing poems

Poems about failed love and blood.

Do you ever look at the sky, the same way as i?

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