Hidden Skies
Take a peek into the dark night sky
Painted all black, blanketed with light
The patterns faint glow, pulsing in the distance
Accompanied by planes, darting off in an instant
Whirlwinds of clouds, all with unique formations, obstruct the moon’s vision, during all different phases
Its guided path, concealed by the sky
There is no more light entering the naked eye
With help from billions of deceased specks in the night sky, the light has once again replenished Light enters our eyes
Similar to the nighttime sky high up above
We must guide each other, and we’ll succeed in a rush
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