A Magical Night
Black and blue colors
of the dark hues
of the night sky.
Twinkling, glittering stars
sprayed all around the sky
like art on canvas.
Blurry reflection
on the river water of a
magnificent moon.
And there I am
flying over the moon
on top of my magical broom.
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