MIDNIGHT.txt
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There's nothing that shows more about a person and a writer than the poems and little gatherings of words they make after dark, when they kept awake by memories and emotion, struggling to keep their eyes open.
There are my words, my drafts, and my soul, formatted into the ".txt" extension, as I attempt to beat back the tides of sleep, and put my mind in the few lines of a computer file.
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