Sonnet 3

  A Thousand of Splendid Stars

  Loveth of hills had truly pounds

  Galaxy whiffed the spectacular sounds

  Till the candied stars onto a hall

  Every undying tear whirled a soul

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  A wicked day altered into a flawless bay

  Where stars rhymed a fantastic song

  Every line wrapped the nights till belong

  Like how the sublime thy way

  Snow nipped thy loveth of hills

  Beneath the book, a written fantasy will

  Closing the window, a star forever be the tea

  Like an inveigle verse of thee

  Stars danced as an angel glory

  Till the epitome of art rhymed the world

  Trudging the road is like Eden of chord

  Where stars made a lovely story