A night so serene and I think of you, I ask myself every moment why, and I can only think of one thing, it's a serene and cold night.
Perfect with a hot coffee, to take it slowly while it calms the night, curiously I do not see stars, maybe you still do not make yourself present, or I have become so clueless that I did not see you go by.
A shooting star that is approaching, and I did not ask for a wish, because without wishing it had already granted me, to feel its presence once more and to breathe deeply, while it was moving away.
Until the next night, little star, when you want, you can return to this dark place, where time never ceases, where the darkness of the abyss never ends, but you always shine with your arrival.
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