Night(s)

Last night, before I hopped on to one more task to humour my insomnia, I asked, in particular to no one, what is it I want, and slowly the night whispered in my ear, “you need my embrace, a little space of your own in my arms.”

Who says, nights are for sleeping? Because, in those dark hours, I found silver lights, and myself too…many a times.

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