Constellation

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In blank pages,
the sky lays bare,
Lost stars twinkle,
words I can't declare.

Among black clouds,
stars softly hide,
In sleepless eyes,
dreams abide.

Narrating tales,
dictating stories grand,
Crafting history
with an eternal hand.

Flowing curtains
veil the light,
Moon concealed
behind the night.

Down long roads
to frosted jungle's gate,
White rose
draped in icy fate.

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