In the velvet grasp of midnight's shroud,
Where dreams and shadows softly collide,
The stars ignite, a celestial crowd,
Their whispers echo far and wide.
Each gleaming soul, a tale untold,
Paints the canvas of the night,
In cosmic dance, mysteries unfold,
Beyond the reach of mortal sight.
Through eons spun, their ancient light,
Falls gently on this mortal sphere,
A timeless choir in the endless night,
They sing of hope, dispelling fear.
Oh, stars that guide with steadfast grace,
Illuminate this earthly plight,
In your embrace, we find our place,
Beneath the vast, eternal light.
So shine on, celestial art,
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Isra
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