The night

The night stars and the lanterns, up and high they go , with grace leaving no traces. Well it's not know to me but I know what that wherever they go, set sailing incandescens.

The  night scars and dern, still so exuberant to me,if you may say sometimes people differ on the opinions on, situation that are current

The night starless and levitating, the  impecuniousness  of ardour is undeniable, what is your take when the choices are only a few

The dawn takes over now, and pulling you down to the earth and it's affection, and you may as well just leave the inflicted pain away.  Feel the air rushing through your soul and each small dew

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Gariyasi mishra