by Jesse Acosta
It is dark
The moon smiles at me
It is quiet
The leaves whisper in my ear
Light has abandoned me
Where have they gone?
Where have they gone?
Where have they gone?
It is cold
The night embraces me
It is lonely
Solitude sings a lullaby to me
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