The Start of Something Dark
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The sky darkens, but not enough to be completely dark. The moon comes from behind a blackened cloud to show off its yellow gleam. The stars sparkle, but it's not a glow it's more of a gloss. The world becomes quiet for once; its still. The sky, it grows darker while we sleep. The moon, turns brighter as we rest. The stars, they find the glow while we aren't watching. The world, becomes loud all over again.
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