Tag: night
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Solitude
Late in the night,Or just past midnight,When all around are asleep,The house silent and the town mum,I move with ease about the place,Loving the feeling of being alone.Penning poems and writing my thoughts,Reading avidly or looking through pictures,I relish memories, crave the creativity,Release burden and expectation,And descend into peace.Peace.Photo: High Bridge, NJ. 9.16.23 by LA
The Journey Inward 