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Everyone was somewhere else after 3AM and the world seemed to fall into a fascinating silence I was alone with my mind There was nothing and no one that could interrupt the journey of my thoughts I could feel the thin, gentle breeze flutter playfully along the back of my neck The sounds of creaking floorboards and rustling leaves dominated My mind was clearer after 3AM Although I was drunk with fatigue My mind and thoughts were intact I could feel and hear the universe working at 3AM Even though I could not see it at all It had made me realize how beautiful the world truly was after 3AM But its raw resplendence was only evident beneath the bustle of the crowds and the panic in the streets And that was only after 3AM k.m.
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Aug 5, 2013
Aug 5, 2013 at 12:18 PM UTC
After 3AM
Everyone was somewhere else after 3AM and the world seemed to fall into a fascinating silence I was alone with my mind There was nothing and no one that could interrupt the journey of my thoughts I could feel the thin, gentle breeze flutter playfully along the back of my neck The sounds of creaking floorboards and rustling leaves dominated My mind was clearer after 3AM Although I was drunk with fatigue My mind and thoughts were intact I could feel and hear the universe working at 3AM Even though I could not see it at all It had made me realize how beautiful the world truly was after 3AM But its raw resplendence was only evident beneath the bustle of the crowds and the panic in the streets And that was only after 3AM k.m.
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Aug 5, 2013
Aug 5, 2013 at 12:18 PM UTC
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