My Window

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The night is when I come alive.

When I feel most inspired.

When I feel I can create my best work and when I feel open to share it.

But the night is when the world is asleep.

I can write my works down, but when the day comes, I feel less obliged to share.

The day isn't like the night in the way that it is more judgmental. More hateful. Less open to my creations.

The second I open my window, you turn off the light.

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⏰ Last updated: May 27, 2017 ⏰

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