The Night of Peace
As the night sets in a still motionless type of beauty. The lights dim, the stars arrive accompanied by the moon. The stillness , the beauty, and the peace. The only surrounding sound is crickets ... blessing the silence with a chirp of acknowledgement. There I lay, alone in the dark of night, the peace of the night. Surrounded with nothing, but the peace of crickets chirping ... to my acquaintance.
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