A single light illuminates the nights,
one spot of white, lost in the darkness.
Amid the clouds it hides, covered in the untouchable.
Light, stolen by cloud-cover.
It fights the blue-end black,
striving to shine through this night.
A period at the end of the sentence -
as a beacon of hope it shines, a dot of this darkness ending.
It peaks through it's shrouds,
it's light is the only found.
One, battling for good, for sight.
When suddenly appears another,
just as bright as its' predecessor,
two: side-by-side struggle in strife,
fight the darkness,
and two stars illuminate the night.
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