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there's something about the way the night calls to me i see the dark skies there's no birds chirping and you can't see flowers either but it has its own beauty the way the stars shine or how the moon seems to know your secrets it holds a kind of mystery beckoning me to solve the case (s.a.)
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 8:54 AM UTC
Nyctophilia
there's something about the way the night calls to me i see the dark skies there's no birds chirping and you can't see flowers either but it has its own beauty the way the stars shine or how the moon seems to know your secrets it holds a kind of mystery beckoning me to solve the case (s.a.)
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 8:54 AM UTC
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