Nights, all the silence.
My brain loses its balance.
I don't speak a word.
So there's nothing that wearies me about being unheard.
Everyday when the night arrives I feel serene.
No matter how stressful my life has been.
Night is a deep pit.
And I always end up falling in it.
There's no one with me.
There are only stars and a moon that I can see.
Every time I see the moon.
I feel assured that my life is in tune.

Every night when it is quite.
I catch up a flight. (A flight of feelings)


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