once upon in a darkest night
its the warm day after heavy rain
after the lightning with a storm
there would be a short, beautiful poem
i would remember vividly
its blackened my eyes, my whole soul
would make me wondering about it
time after time
the match lighter sit on a desk
with a dark night's view
a long long void
a bored tired question
can we survived this
or we will just meet as a star's fault
soon to be micro dust in the whole galaxy
or we can finally lighting the whole sky
exploding the substance
soon to be one of the star
completing the constellation
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