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Far
In the depth of the midnight sky,
Mysteries unspoken, dreams that are far
Where the stars hum their silent lullaby.
I seek my destiny, guided by the polar star.
The moon's silver light, a gentle stroke,
To dreams of distant lands and galaxies afar,
In its tranquil glow, my spirit awoke.
In the canvas of night, I see them spar.
The whispers of the wind, the rustling leaves,
Stories of places, where I'm yet to mar,
In the silence of the night, it weaves.
Untouched and pure, they seem so far.
In the vast expanse, the infinite sea,
To lands unknown, to the morning star,
My thoughts sail to places, wild and free.
Journeys untaken, they seem so far.
Beyond the horizon, where the sky meets the earth,
In the heart of the night, beneath this star,
Lies the land of dreams, of love, and mirth.
I find myself longing for the things that are far.
In the silence of the midnight, under the moon's scar,
I dream of the places, the people, the love that's far.
In the quiet of the night, beneath the twinkling star,
I find my soul whispering to the things that are far.
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