The conspiracy

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The quiet shimmer of the night- stars,
Leaves me thoughtful and aghast;
The soft whistle of the winds, cold:
Knitting its own melody ,untold.
The silence I just can’t fathom, so coy;
That solely gets me captivated,  oh boy!
The night engulfs me , but with mysteries;
I have another day spent,
But I’m left insatiable amidst the secret conspiracies once again!

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