The Night
slowly suddenly and then without warning it crosses us and blankets our world it turns the stunning orb into a hollow sphere dull and dead and nothing is seen just bleak dark black its there its lasting the silence never to end
the day slows to a standstill and goes backward
the noises about come to a close
the shades begin to venture
the bleak blacks cross the clouds
the sky is blanketed and choked out
the sun has fled
the day has left
the night is here
the silence is everywhere
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