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05.07.18

3/10/2019

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The night air is cool and crisp
The wind blowing in gusts that frighten the unsuspecting ear
Alone, staring at screens, I contemplate one, two, three things and more
Attention drawn to everything and nothing
Candles burn until they die
The noise of life dimming until the sun shines once more
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