Stargazing

When the world is too dark to properly take in

And the unsightly events just bore me

When everything is bleak and tainted with sin

And there isn’t a single beautiful sight to see

I simply look up into the onyx night skies above me

And bask in all of its heavenly elysian glory

For no matter how many times I keep on staring

The sparkling specks of mysterious lights will never get boring.

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