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Night sky, sky night
Starlit, star bright.

Wishing on winds so winding they seem,
Wishing on Welkin to bring forth my dreams.

I remember you, I remember your blue,
The sky so wide my vision grew.

I can't tell if it's true, the sound of you,
My ears, they hear what I want them to.

But if it is and if I might,
I'd ask only to dream of you tonight.

If you could, before I go
Come see me here, so at least I'll know.
Soon she'll near the end of her flight,
So please I ask before Luna's lost from sight.

Written by T. Aramis Barron


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