Nocturne

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In the deepest part of the night 

She sat down and stared at none

On the ground, fireflies began to fly

There, a single lock of hair fell


She truly was a beauty

Raven hair, pitch black eyes

Skin so white, it was translucent

It's as if a soul is present


In her eyes started a glimmer

Soon, a galaxy was seen 

She was a beauty, dreamy

The moonlight shone on her blissfully

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