Stars are dancing like the ladies in the night
Moonlight is shimmering to the sleepy heads,
Yet the rhythm of the music is aching me
Of it's tender tone of hurt-ache that lies
Some happy eyes I see in the visitor's gesture
As if they find the meaning of ''dream come true''
Cherishes every touch of the sands of the desert
Stumble their numbness of happiness
Comparison is stirring in my wistful mind
Extensive gloominess is sealing my soul
Rifting per hour of hard earned memories
Counter perception of what they enjoys
Don't wanna ride this feeling anymore,
It's striking my deeper thoughts of life
All powerful I request for your grace
That will clear up my unsettled mind
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F.A
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