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Tiny bright lights, Dance through the sky, When no clouds are in sights. The move and shift, Creating obscure shapes, When through the universe they drift. But soon a bigger light will flash, And the party must stop, When with the dark they dash.

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Written by

kal-kirk

Scottish

Published: Mar 9, 2011
LinesWords: 944

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