I am a Stargazer,
I do this every night,
Though there might
Have some doubts about
The distance of the stars
In the vast space out.
But I know stars are bright,
They burn and sparkle to show
The light in which I wish to glow,
I don't care about some nights
The sky is covered with
Illusive clouds and wind's cries.
That shall, too, pass
In the sleep of plight.
I am a Stargazer,
I do this every night.
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