Blistering Passion
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The pleasing breeze of midnight that soothes each part of my lonely and tired body. How I love this time of the day. Where the colorful moment of life takes place. The crickets continue to produce a gentle lullaby that gives comfort to my soul. Those soft light coming from a firmament. And lastly the full moon that serves as a prestigious celestial body that gives a luminous light in every person who where in an abysmal slumber.
The night will always be a magical phenomenon of my memoir.
The witness of how I struggle to keep my life going.
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