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Starry Nights


Starry nights are my favorite

Things in the world.

As long as the sky is cloudless

Rest is not possible. As you can’t

Rest when there is so much to see.

Yearning to see it all at once, and

Never taking a break so that your neck

Is starting to hurt. No matter how long you

Guess you’ve been staring, it’s never enough.

Heart beat slows and 

Taking everything in you begin to fall to

Sleep 

 
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