A crisp night awaits outside, waiting for its purpose...
Thoughts run across my mind, not one of them knows what to wish,
My eyes blankly stare at the inviting night outside the window mesh...
I want to go out to the night, the chill, the nip,
Taste life through the darkness sip by sip...
Yet I finally resign to the comfort of slumber - to the hallucination of dreams
Perhaps I am not yet prepared to face the lonely starkness of the night's dark realm
However inviting it might seem
If to be alone is destined, I rather be without even the inviting night for company
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