I realise I can't be a coward
Disturbance of joy, nostalgia and fears
I've had amazing highlight years
But, the wind chases around the windows,
Even when Moonlight continues
Then, ghosts also reappear
Their voices we may hear
Under the shelter of comfortable darkness
Stars are shattered at largess
May they pierce the massive cloud
That may now be a plan's shroud
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