Nighttime


Nighttime

I wake to the sunrise,in
the time of summer.The birds sing their
songs of energy.You see the blue of the sky,
and you feel just fine.You walk by the stream of life
and hear the running of your water,the fish jumping
like your heartbeat.You go through your day like any
other,nothing seems to change.Then before you know,it
ends.Nighttime

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