Oh, it's getting dark outside, honey
No, that is night, not cloudy
When the stars are coming above you so brightly
Look at them closer and clearly
because your eyes will never have chance anymore to catch it perfectly
when one by one starts to wreck themself slowly
Burning their helium till get it exhausted completely
eva rachmania
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