The Night
the night comes unafraid of me
moving steadily through growing shadows
air crisp with lazy moon glowing.
somewhere lovers sing unafraid of the night
and somewhere hearts become one
embracing distant structured lights.
as for me I long for the day
pushing the night away.
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