The Night's lonely Star


(1 MAY 2020)

Nights, those beautiful ones. Where the unique taste of silence makes sure not to leave you alone. Where the world feels like your own. Those devils, those angels, all seem so innocent for once. With every little character asleep, playing its role like a normal sheep. Those times when the world is filled with silence. Eyes with observation and mind with imagination. When your view expands like the ever expanding universe. Where every little star seems to have its own tale. Those are the nights that make me feel alive. Those nights are the ones when I feel the need to be alive.

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