the beauty , that befalls the night
surpassing Tartini's melody
falling through the grave starry sky
rays that guides the aloof
across the mighty depth,
diminishes to the land
where nothing stretches far away.
dead is the despair
alive now the passion
dusted amidst the shattered
visage of lies,
where lies the truth,
in the tinted deceit of wonder.
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