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You are the quaint hamlet nestled gently between one city and the next. At night the stars shine brightly and the sky above you is a brilliant show of constellations; I marvel from a distance at your tiny slice of the heavens, more clear than I have ever known. Cool breezes blow quietly through your tree tops and their leaves stumble haphazardly through your empty streets. There is a calm- a sense of welcome within you. And I sit here in awe, trying desperately not to wake you. For you are a peaceful resting place And I am New York City: the City that never sleeps.
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May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 5:48 AM UTC
New York City
You are the quaint hamlet nestled gently between one city and the next. At night the stars shine brightly and the sky above you is a brilliant show of constellations; I marvel from a distance at your tiny slice of the heavens, more clear than I have ever known. Cool breezes blow quietly through your tree tops and their leaves stumble haphazardly through your empty streets. There is a calm- a sense of welcome within you. And I sit here in awe, trying desperately not to wake you. For you are a peaceful resting place And I am New York City: the City that never sleeps.
an over-romanticization of what it's like as an insomniac to love someone without insomnia.
#love#insomnia
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May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 5:48 AM UTC
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