Under A Different Set Of Stars

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The rain could cleanse the wrongs I’ve done,

The sun could heal my soul,

The breeze could let my dreams ascend,

So their whispers could console,

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The moon could light the path I take,

The stars could be my guide,

The dark could shield the ugly truth,

Those thoughts I seek to hide,

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The sleep I crave could fall anew,

The nightmare fears could fade,

The cold could turn to warmth again,

And let peace once more cascade.

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