A blue night sky,
Represents a warm eclipse up high,
A fragment of my poetry in a page,
As everything changes with age,
My prayers are clouds in the sunshine ,
I’m words all complete and fine,
The stars are the reasons behind the scenes,
Darkness won’t hide the seems,
The trees at night are my shade,
Behind the dark age,
As the rain drops like tears,
As the imagery appears.
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