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I console wailling star in dark sky,
Its’ shimmering strokes wistful soul,
Whitish moonlight frisks in my eyes,
Tender breeze chases dreadful goals.

I tear the cloack of tarred night by keen gaze,
Furious ainxiety driped from my heart,
I crave to demolish tuogh senses’ cage,
And erect inviolable gladness bulwark.