Night Time

The icy fingers creep in and grab me, silent stillness envelopes the world. The absent glow in the street below creates a peaceful void. A window into strangers lives, dawning hunger, hurried assignments, a snapshot of the whole story. With 2:16 flashing in the background the unconsciousness calls me, a calming tune in the distance. Drawn into the mist outside, the ghost town stealing me, only to be freed by the suns return.

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