May 3, 2018
NightWriter.
It's these late nights.
This was, is, and will always be the time of the day that I am in my most pensive mood.
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The night, with it's tranquility and somber, brings with it an unorthodox type of euphoria. It comes at you, almost under complete stealth; yet, you know that it's arrival is inevitable. Some hide at home, safely tucked under their sheets, while others take grasp of it by full control.