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the monumental nightsky reveal its torches.Unaltered for aeons, yet zestful they're flaminglike ornamental diamonds.In my telescopes focus, a striding lightconjure me fixedly.Oh, what a colourful drama,what a theatrical performance.These myriads of starsenchants me with their oddity.At cosmos entrance hall,where time and space units in a charade.Under crimson flares I watchthe tempest of the universe.In dark artistry,I lionize the splendorous glare.An unearthly voice of euphonyexpress itself in an ancient tongue.Its elocution is based on silence,so it pulsates through the five senses.It's like a poem of wisdom and wizardrynavigating through the world.A legacy from nebulas,an endless mystic conversation.These myriads of starsenchants me with their oddity.At cosmos entrance hall,where time and space units in a charade.Under crimson flares I watchthe tempest of the universe.In dark artistry,I lionize the splendorous glare.Now clouds gather at a distant skylineto cover the firmament.Rays are fading in a metamorphosisof the blazing weave above.These myriads of starsenchants me with their oddity.At cosmos entrance hall,where time and space units in a charade.Under crimson flares I watchthe tempest of the universe.In dark artistry,I lionize the splendorous glare.26 years have past since it firstcalled my name.And when I'm dead, this piece ofjewellery will still remain.
Vintersorg A Dialogue With The Stars