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The day is over, the night begins... and the stars group together in the transparent dark as if they were discussing the beauty of a moon that shines round and magnificent, queen of the sky, bathing everything below her in silvery light. A bird rehearses a new song perched on a fragrant mango tree and I don't dare move, afraid of upsetting the perfect world before me. Sometimes, when we find beauty we are afraid to breathe and living falls second to our need to dream Note: Friends... Don't... Sign in to see full entry.