The night avocates me from my duties,
I sit in the darken room, staring at the moon.
My imaginations takes on a journey into the unknown
A world that is ever beautiful and happiness is all around.
I wonder if it a just a mirth, dream that I needed to escape the life I am living
The air I am breathing is so fresh and cooling
That my sorethroat cures itself wif just a grasp of the air
Ahh my minds fall into a deep slumber while my eyes wide awake
My body comes to it senses...
Soon, I smells the aroma of sweet rose,
Blooming bright red roses which contrast the pale white full moon
I held my head high and look upon the full moon...
Holding a half full glass of red wine, I delight myself to the surrounding peaceful night.
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