My day begins went the sun finishes it lap around the earth
I try not to hold onto the day
Darkness is inviting me to explore when it dawns
Sit and ogle at the silent sparkles in the sky
Filled with a quick happiness when light faded
The nocturnal pen moves even swifter
Writing gets even deeper
Loved by the mist of the night
I’m persuaded to keep midnight mind, what do I mean?
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