The Starry Night

Night is a melancholy where darkness sing,
An infinite universe that swirl and swing.

Where a hundred demons dance & purge,
A thin red line that ends and merge.

The more you run the closer it comes,
This sane insanity over velvety slums.

A Starry beautiful night that darkness bind,
And the plays behind hidden doors of a mind.

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