the night seemed to be
a blanket wrapped with
the stars and celestial beings,
comforting the earth
and it's life
— the nights spent with you
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the night seemed to be
a blanket wrapped with
the stars and celestial beings,
comforting the earth
and it's life
— the nights spent with you
