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
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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