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Troubled Sleep
by Tripleguess

The firmament is burning while the stars cry out in pain
Each lamp of twilight weeping for the skies they set aflame

The sky above is burning while the stars begin to fail
And rain down from the heavens like an incandescent hail

The heavens are all burning while the stars spangle the sea
Until the dawn returns to wash away this fantasy.

When falls the night number the stars and see the sky serene
Whence came this heat and suffering? 'Twas surely but a dream.

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