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The canvas of black
On display each night.
Laced with fluffly clouds
Stars lending them a soft light.
The moon taking centre stage
Its crescent like a smile
A smile we humans have forgotten
and the appreciation for this black glory
that we never consider worthwhile.
Look around, be sensetised
feel the romance, get wrapped up in the aura
and take a magical flight.
I'll make you fall in love
with the nature's wonder called 'Night'
Come with me,
I am offering you an invite.
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