Night Time
I count the sunsets
As the colour drains and darker it gets
And not the sunrises
For it’s just another day in all its guises
For night time can be so pure
Without the brightness to endure
And I slip into a comfortable reality
Where I can wander alone and free.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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