“Out of the black dark horizon,
Comes the moon,
Followed by the twinkling diamonds
Covering the sky soon;
Over the still ocean, Night’s wearing Tiara
Looking herself in the titan mirror,
admiring, wondering her beauty.
Just then a gust of wind,
Sees few gems missing from her tiara
And aghast! A dark devil slowly covering the sky,
A few drops fell; saw herself trembling in the ocean,
And found herself, her beauty disappearing.”
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