So here we are then,
Two night owls refusing to sleep
12 AM beckons now
And yet we're indulged far in deep
So here we are then,
Imaginations fraught with sorrow
Maybe we'll regret this
But we can save that for tomorrow.
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Poetry"A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage..." -William Blake
