I was thinking
Whether the night rhymes
With sparkling dots of purple
To moan at the furious falling
In another instance
I was surprise to put myself in a constant
To stand by a beauty
On a lonely drift
Ho yo ho yo ho yo
The roar is similar
The days are the only change that I monitor
Good bye to myself
The lonely thinker
And this is just a dreamer
Preethi
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