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Starless

Starless night, dreamless night
The rain goes tap tap on my window sill.
Chilly night, stormy night
The gentle breeze comes with perfect still.
A night that’s full of uncertainties, this
A perfect time to reminisce.
Ruminating over everything awakens
A realization that nothing really makes sense.
I turn back to my window
But instead of a star,
A mocking silhouette greets me.

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