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10 February, 2009

Starry Day, Starry Night


A whirlpool of light
Is shooting over my head
Streaking with light
As I lay in my bed

It moves with such ease, like a bird
Already in flight
Flaring with flames
As it glares so bright

The stars move with such grace
Bringing a warming tickling sensation
Upon my face

The stars hover over tall trees
With a great determination
Like you wouldn’t believe
During the day
Its captivity goes unseen
Hiding behind the clouds
Calm like a breeze

At night
The colors of the stars
Swallow the galaxy whole
Barreling from above
Letting the world know
Starry day, starry night,
Where I rather be
Where life is nice….

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