the night: an old poem of mine

There’s something I like
About these silent nights

They are so peaceful
And carefree

I wish this night
Could never end

I wish it could
Always be the same

All I hear is the late night

And the sound of a couple party animals
On the street

There is nothing as thrilling
As the late night scene

But how would I know of the late nights
Outside the front door?

I’m as tired
As can be

I need some rest
So long farewell

The rest
Is the best

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