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”At night”


 

It would have been wrapped in the number of night

I had never hugged a night

Who wrapped when lonely

Namidasuru me quietly wrapped the day

Well of course the night there is also a scary day

But a quiet night in the heart of the lonely

It was looking good

Casually humble childhood like small

Of constant attendance of time who have a fever

Tenderness of the night, such as mother me stay close

Light we have is that vaguely who is beside his wife now Us have around ephemeral as firefly

If you do not thank the night

And it is protected life at night

Thank you’ll darkness

Thank you for being beside

”Poet - Moderns…”

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