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Do Not Cry
The moon shines iridescent across a starless night.
The breeze is cool and brings memories of similar nights in the north.
Insects flitter about the single light that illuminates pen and paper.
Crickets chirp, singing the song of darkness.
I sit, admiring the nature that surrounds me.
Though sorrow has taken hold on my heart--I do not cry.
Instead, I find peace and solace in the words on this page.
As they appear, I feel a burden being lifted from my heavy shoulders.
I breathe deeply, calmly, for the first time all day.
I find comfort in the night.
I find bliss in these words, and I am grateful for the ability to speak the truth.
