
Starry Night Sprite
Extinguished by morning light
Is my night time sprite
That ran havoc though my brain
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Those thoughts that form
In the hours before dawn
Vague and now unable to explain
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Shooting stars of connection
Like lines plotted in a constellation
The new day fades to the point of refrain
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Oh, to pour in to a mould
The night’s whispers I am told
A statue of my starry sprite till morn’ to contain
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Dibs
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