The title says it all.
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Gazing,
Darkness, too bright
Peeking,
Lights from the moon, softly touched the dark
Murmuring,
I hear, a box with sounds
Breathing,
I do, still seconds don't stop
Lids slowly closing its curtains
Big round balls
Won't allow the closing
For the night is so calm
But no, I won't give up
I need to treasure
At the same time,
The treasure is the moment
But no again, I can't do it anymore
Slowly closing
Slowly giving up
Sighing, I lost the treasure
-
Vanessa.
