As the midnight sun seeps in,
Indulging in the deepest agony of night,
Relieving the sky from the commotion of the day.
The dusk, the sand and the moisture dew.
The droplets of sunlight have now become fairly vague.
As the midnight sun seeps in,
Fireflies conquer the purple sky,
Filling the dusty air with sparks of grey.
Eradicating the scarlet light of the day.
Sounds have now disappeared
Vision is now fairly clear,
A unison of voices have arose,
Like mystical fairies of the night,
Who have escaped from the clutches of their caves.
Guarded strongly by the bold and the brave
The evening sky now seems
as if it is resting on the tresses of a magicians hair,
Giving way to instruments of darkness.
Engaging in the sublime odor of life,
So peaceful and serene.
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