Stars are twinkling
The night sky swallows them whole
They call out for help
Water rushing past
Never stopping on its path
To an unknown place
Wind blowing softly
Carrying hope far away
Carry some to me?
Soft as the wind
A baby cries in her sleep
Have you not woken?
Candles flicker out
Darkness descends upon us
No more leading light
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