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Poem 87: Long night...

Dusk to midnight


I feel the sun down,
Making me to be more a star,
Where the day already was crying now,


Is that stay how we I've in the far,
Which the animals are helping for save,
Having like this myself in this gar,


But all that is in past can next page,
Praying by days best,
Without fear of look to the future league;


Know that party started with one guest,
Going dusk to midnight,
Quitting from world and refleting about chest.


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