In the depths of the night Whispers weave through the dark A tapestry of stories Echoing in the solitary hark The moon spills secrets untold Reflecting allegories of old Each shimmering star a verse In the grand cosmic mold
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In the depths of the night Whispers weave through the dark A tapestry of stories Echoing in the solitary hark The moon spills secrets untold Reflecting allegories of old Each shimmering star a verse In the grand cosmic mold
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