We are creatures of the night
Still awake in the late hours
Our minds running wild
Dependant on the moon and the stars
And when the sun rises again
We return to hiding
Because we are creatures of the night
And that's when our true selves come out
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Sing and Dance
PoetrySing and Dance all your troubles away, and maybe they'll come back another day #98 in Poetry (9/6/16) #48 in Poetry (9/7/16)
