Oh, how I love the time of day
When the street lights illuminate
The pavement..
The time the softness of the
Moon calls everyone for a deep sleep,
The time I can go afar without
The flurry episodes of beings,
But a moment to be at
One with Creation..
To breathe its air and to walk
Along its
Story..
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Lyricalremedy (
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