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Echoes of Night: A Poem

In echoes of night, the stars arise,

Their gentle glow adorns the sky,

A dance of light, a waltz, a guise.

Each constellation tells no lies,

In whispers, secrets passing by,

In echoes of night, the stars arise.

The moon, a pearl, within its ties,

Casting its spell, a lullaby,

A dance of light, a waltz, a guise.

The universe, a grand reprise,

A canvas vast, where dreams comply,

In echoes of night, the stars arise.

Rainbow hues curtain the skies,

Spirals weave in northern lights.

A dance of light, a waltz, a guise.

Gentle glow filling up the skies,

Forever glistening as ages fly.

In echoes of night, the stars arise,

A dance of light, a waltz, a guise.

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