The night doesn’t sleep for its looks for the lonely soul.
The restless eyes and heart it is to behold.
To toss like a boat on the waves of a tempest
The night calls out to its friend folly,
let’s see mischief and boredom at work,
triggering youth and steering them into the mess
to have missed the mark for this world.
It thinks its never going to end,
until it meets dawn and daybreak and their father sun
to ease the terror of past sins won.
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