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Nights : left

One night, He was full of fright, The stars out of sight, He still sat on the road Waiting for his friends to come and meet him Unfortunately, he got bored. Stars weren't there yet, The man could never forget, Returning of boringness His smile turned sad, On the dark side The stars acted bad, All he could do, a story he could weave Just as the time was over It was the time to leave.

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