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Night


Night has always been a friend of mine

Ideas to explore

Imaginations to upkeep

Wondrous adventures held in dreams no one can ever seem to remember in the morning

 

Night is darkness and light at the same time

We fear it

We question it

But have we ever stopped and thought of what mysterious and fantastic things it could hold

 

Night is the curious soul in the corner of our brains

It makes us question

It makes us think

It shows us the way to the happiness we could achieve if we opened our minds to the impossible

 

Night is like the light of a star

It’s beautiful

It’s mysterious

It lingers even after its own death

 

Night is eternal no matter which way it’s viewed

A picture taken

A memory stored

It exists within all of us in any way possible

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