A poet's heart !

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When,

The roaring day falls

into a silent pitch-black night ,

When,

the sky silently descends

and kisses the earth at the horizon,

the moon feels shy and closes her eyes

the shivering stars pause for a moment; and sighs

At that time,

somewhere,

In the dim light thrown by a lamp post,

Same as a Beethowen symphony

A poet's soul will be singing

the songs of love

in the hope of a bright new morning !

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