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Nov 2017
Looking up the sky,
I see many highs.
An endless boundary,
a boundless night.

The very weather is clear tonight,
so I bask, under the clear moonlight.
Looking and seeing, the void as it is,
the clarity of the sky, dark like the abyss.

An emptiness and nothingness,
a seeming boundlessness,
creates a scenery,
which inspires fondness.

The steady clarity of the clear moon light,
and the shiny stars which litter across the night.
The beauty of nature,
is what makes this very sky, night.
Written by
OnyxSea
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