In silent nights as I walk by the sea
The Moonlight tells something to me
It informs about kings of the past
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Sighs of Trumpet and Howl of Drums
Grief show instrument’s tossing n turns
Crying Horns are telling Sad Story
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Act upon something wise to ‘rise’
“Some folks wise n some are otherwise” (1)
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Sometimes for a while when I ponder deep
Numbers talk to me as for a moment I sleep
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