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May 2020
The sun has set and the sky turns dark
Surrounded by silence with no one to talk My obsession for night time , never ends
Even though my life has too many bends
I gaze at the sky , throughout the nights
Despite of having several mosquito bites
Quiet black sky , refills my soul
A best companion, who makes me whole
Night passes soon and the day is too long 
I wait for the night again, which makes me strong


Nyctophile (noun) - A person who loves night or darkness
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Sabaaa
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