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The stars are so loud

Tonight

They are a bustling crowd

Tonight

They glitter as they stare

Tonight

They pierce the very air

Tonight



Close your eyes, spying blanket

I wish to be outside.

I do not want to be observed

Yet I shall not hide.



They are not a shawl

Tonight

More like a dense wall

Tonight

They glare hard and shout

Tonight

They show hate and doubt

Tonight



Close your eyes, prying peepholes

I wish to be outside.

I do not want observation

My pain is held inside.