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Night

Complicated and stressful,
Every day is more than you can handle.
They show on your face,
All the thoughts you’ve come to hate.
Like a disease with no cure,
Controlling everything you do.

When the days end
And darkness descends,
You settle into your refuge
With the only friend who stayed true.
Leaving all the problems behind,
Closing your eyes.
Finding comfort
As you lay
In night’s arms.

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