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Feb 2018
Small hours
In the small hours
I walk
And feel the sleepless city sleep
And empty streets

The sky above
Is still
Despite the stars

If the sun never rose
I think that right now
I'd be happy
#smallhours #sleep #sky #stars #happy
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Lylock
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