Stay in, they say.
It's safer for you,
There's no bad people,
Creeps waiting for you,
They say.
Yet I find myself strolling
In the pitch black streets
Of a village
I'm vaguely familiar with.
And I like it.
Is there something wrong?
Is it abnormal to enjoy the dark?
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[41] Dark out
Stay in, they say.
It's safer for you,
There's no bad people,
Creeps waiting for you,
They say.
Yet I find myself strolling
In the pitch black streets
Of a village
I'm vaguely familiar with.
And I like it.
Is there something wrong?
Is it abnormal to enjoy the dark?