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Rated: E · Other · Other · #1805186
an old poem.
O Me, O My here comes the dark blue night
The stars a'fallen, the moon's a'hung
Creates to my delight
When ye sleeps, it's time to find
What ye thinks, but fails to see
About the the world... yerself...
At once, thoughts are endlessly free

The paleness of one's face
Or the touch of one's hand,
How a look is given
From woman to man
These are times most forgot,
Always misunderstood,
This time when persons are free
As person need to be

In silhouettes
Of what dreams cast upon us
One may find the truth behind
What's inside

On moon, in open sky
Looks sorrowful and grey
Yet the moon shale smile
When night hath conquered day

Give us leave a while
Til next we be born
Nevertheless
In time skies blanket be torn
Yellow 'n reds replace
The once midnight blue
Soon people wake
To find another hue

O Me, O My here comes the morn's sun
Begone the night,
Become the day
Life's again today
Stand in awe of life and eartth
From each night
Find a spiritual rebirth
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