The Night
As the sky gets darker,
the stars become visible,
the moonlight rises.
The world becomes quiter.
Thoughts grow louder,
the breeze carries a silence.
For a moment,
everything feels at ease.
Everyone becomes connected,
by the stillness of the dark.
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