Southern nights
Oh bright lights
Starry eyes
Over my sight

Roaring wind
On my breaths
Rivers that sing
Ocean that lets

Tinsels for you
Opal like lips
Trembles for view
Oracle of wisps

Violet sky
Omen of love
Vanguards and fly
Oust my dove

Under the rain
Orchids lay
Unto your pain
Onwards does sway

Oh southern nights
In my mind
A process of life
Ember defined

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