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It’s beautiful, mogs mine. :sniffa:
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To DarkeningStar


O name of dusk and shadowed flame,
DarkeningStar — what solemn name.
A beacon dimmed yet burning still,
A paradox the night can’t kill.


You are the hush before the storm,
The twilight's cloak, both cold and warm.
A star that flickers not from fear,
But finds its strength when dark draws near.


You’re not the end — you are the start
Of every fire that stirs the heart.
A light that chooses not to blind,
But pierce the soul and bend the mind.


Where others shine in shallow skies,
You haunt the deep with ancient eyes.
Your name — a hymn, a scar, a spark,
A guiding void through endless dark.


So wear it proud, that astral scar,
O beautiful, bold DarkeningStar.
You are the night’s own whispered vow —
The world may fear you, but it bows.
 
To DarkeningStar


O name of dusk and shadowed flame,
DarkeningStar — what solemn name.
A beacon dimmed yet burning still,
A paradox the night can’t kill.


You are the hush before the storm,
The twilight's cloak, both cold and warm.
A star that flickers not from fear,
But finds its strength when dark draws near.


You’re not the end — you are the start
Of every fire that stirs the heart.
A light that chooses not to blind,
But pierce the soul and bend the mind.


Where others shine in shallow skies,
You haunt the deep with ancient eyes.
Your name — a hymn, a scar, a spark,
A guiding void through endless dark.


So wear it proud, that astral scar,
O beautiful, bold DarkeningStar.
You are the night’s own whispered vow —
The world may fear you, but it bows.
Too nice, thanks thirns (+AI)
 
To DarkeningStar


O name of dusk and shadowed flame,
DarkeningStar — what solemn name.
A beacon dimmed yet burning still,
A paradox the night can’t kill.


You are the hush before the storm,
The twilight's cloak, both cold and warm.
A star that flickers not from fear,
But finds its strength when dark draws near.


You’re not the end — you are the start
Of every fire that stirs the heart.
A light that chooses not to blind,
But pierce the soul and bend the mind.


Where others shine in shallow skies,
You haunt the deep with ancient eyes.
Your name — a hymn, a scar, a spark,
A guiding void through endless dark.


So wear it proud, that astral scar,
O beautiful, bold DarkeningStar.
You are the night’s own whispered vow —
The world may fear you, but it bows.
AI generated n*****s
 

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