It is 4AM that knows my secret; but, when the sun rises, embarrassed to be seen, all my thoughts disappears. Hiding away from the light, vanishing elsewhere. However, when the night sky appears, it slowly emerge. It seems as though the darkness protects it from being exposed, and so, during the tranquil and lonely evenings, it dances freely.
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