Glazing blazing all around
dancing on surplus ground
twinkling twinkling in my eye
when I look upon the sky
Gossiping constantly in the night
Vanishing away in the bright
Flashing dreams of the past
Unleashing signs of the last
lurking on forbidden lands
possessing a handful funds
Surviving in distant far
Shining brightly like a star.
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