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 Rushing winds throwing my


 

Rushing winds throwing my hair around

Keepings limbs close

Warmth being chased out of my body

Resting on the filthy steps

 

First star in the sky

Standing alone but proud

Shining brighter than the late arrivals

So much confidence and pride

 

Slumping against the top step

Holding my head up with my shoulders

Gazing into the shimmering night sky

Feeling at ease

 

Letting cool air graze my bare neck

Long thick hair dangling freely

Legs stretched out

Elbows pressed against the rough cement

 

Rustling leaves in the soothing night

Small strange sounds setting the mood

Heart beats shaking my body

Muscles finally taking rest

 

Moment of peace

Realization of life itself

Enduring my repose

Undisturbed zone

 

Stowing away from the hassle

Hiding from the pressure

Stealing personal Leisure

This is my night

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