oh! night is getting deeper
moon is not coming over
selfish clouds is on the way
hiding that lady from me
how could i travel far without
cool light of a very long night
no shadows to chase my dream
no whispers to remind wherein
i'm going; i settle, wait for coming
it's getting brighter but not the moon
my eyes clearing; has light of its own
i can see figures; bright as dawn
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