It seems as though the night was made for me.
The world is still
As if holding its breath.
It is quiet.
It is peaceful.
The moon sending relaxing smiles my way
With laid-back stars littering the sky.
Yes, the night was made for me.
But then,
Light starts to peak over the horizon
Shooing away stars from their comfy spots in the sky
And the world can breathe again.
Birds start chirping,
Breakfast is started,
TV's click on,
The world fills up with life,
And the sun
Feeds bright rays through my blinds.
I close them and sink under covers.
The day is much too alive for me.
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