In the silence of the night my mind starts playing tricks on me. I start reminiscing past incidents, think about people I have or had in my life, days long gone or the ones still to come. I wonder about all my dreams and desires. I make up so many incidents on my own. To savour such nights, I like to convert these feelings into sentences. Random thoughts, dreams and recallings is what makes the midnight so magical afterall.
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