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Title: In The Night
4 am
The witching hour
Or at least that's what they say
In truth
I can feel the magic in my veins
Dispersing the fog
Or maybe that's the coffee?
But the moon
She seems so grand
Like she's reaching out
to touch me
My head is clearer in the dark
When the world is silent
And I can feel my thoughts
Flowing through my flesh
Or maybe that's just manic?
I can't even promise
That these words
will make sense in the daylight
But they feel like ancient truths
Pulled from
my bones
Deep in the night
