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Midnight Escapes
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While everyone feared midnight, I am in love with it. While everyone doesn't favor dark and quiet streets, I found peace in it. And while everyone thought that midnight was empty, I found love in its emptiness. 

Dark, lonely, quiet and empty, midnight is my only escape.

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