Sleep my beloved, upon the field of stars.
Ardent and bright, in the nothingness that awaits.
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I hear your whispers upon my heart,
I hear its beating in response,
I laugh and I cry at the same time,
in this pleasure grief but endures,
but my happiness lasts unchanged
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Sleep my beloved, hear my lullaby.
in the nothingness of the cosmos, paint me a sign upon constellations
-Towards our future meeting,
unaware, we are already there
for in you my soul dies,
and my heart sleeps.
A tired poet named Nan+
A Dead Poet.