//Tunnel of speculation//
The evening awaited for stars
all over-thinkers were ready to whine till Twilight,
Stars also showed up but late at night.
The sea were eager to come in contact with horizon's firelight.
The gazers of skies began to remorse,
Wish they could make those past actions reverse.
They took a pledge that they won't repeat such things in future,
Till then they'll shy away and rant
over being a loser.
The clouds were preparing to shower upon land,
The overanalyzers wanted to time pass and pass the time.
They rolled down and played with sand,
Wondering if it could help in pitying their old crimes.
The stars twinkled bye with a mellifluous note,
As if it wanna convey that we need not to be guilty for sure.
Though "we'll not do such things in future " we take an oath!
jesus! finally we got rid away from our "dark-core".
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