THE NIGHTS

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Once upon a night

My mother told me

that one day I'll be strong

To be on my own

And now she's far away

Looking at the night skies alone

Hearing her voice in my head

'You are my treasure'

The nights are breathtaking

Like a garden of blowing lights

Sparkling through the dark

calling for the wishes to come true

Wishing for her return

Feel the warmness of her loving arms

Viewing from the undying nights

Bonding with the endless smiles

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