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Oct 2014
Night Rises from 6 like
it lit at 6, and awakes for duty.
A daily practice of rise and fall
It was day so it shined
Now that its light
let the stars color the sky
For then the darkness
Is neededΒ Β to express the beauty
Of the stars in the sky.

The Sun gone to sleep
The moon takes over
Not giving much light
Though brightening hearts
Everything goes to rest
Plants and the moving
But they never stop breathing;
Only enemies at equinox.

Darkness has copyright over the night
As it takes care of the it.
The time we get to rest
From problems
Much as they practically
Don't leave the mind.
Sleep in peace
But don't be taken
By the night.
sleeping late and waking up early,
when its night all noise turns calm
everything moderate
without a touch of a switch.
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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