Magic Hours
As night steals down the silent streets
It brings a peaceful solitude.
I gaze beyond my windowsill
And wish the day would not intrude.
Night has no cares to worry me,
Just quiet thoughts meandering
Through distances and memories.
Who knows what future years may bring.
I sink into my favourite chair,
Close my eyes and drift along,
Content to feel these magic hours
Move slowly in an ageless song.
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