Poetry poem

Tonight

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TonightI hear the sound of the night,The daylight flips inside.The quick flaps of flocks,A silent farewell to the trees.And a yellow flag,That flutters in the breeze,The clouds wrestle for space.The darkness that burns your heart,A story weaves in a secret place.Years of search for a light,Spill out everything,Tonight.A flower that never sought a glance of your eyes,Must not ever be doomed to die..

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