The lights bedim above the asphalt roads,
while midnight shines its blackish hue of smalt;
I knew the Northern ranges' nightly codes,
the dissonance of hurting stars and vault.
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whoever reads this poem must know that the journey of the mind is superior because precisely your writing exalts and unleashes all senses.. so your poetry throws you together with the reader, i vote 10+