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At Night, all the thoughts accumulate.
What I did I do the day before?
What was the last thing I ate?
Feel the moon, the days growing old.
Tomorrow well I be as bold?
The night will pass.
Another day old.
Many a story will unfold.
Events will occur.
While the day grows darker.
What have I accomplished?
How did I spend my time?
At night I think these things.
Until my slumber begins.
Then I black out all at once.
In dreams I rarely take part.
My body freezes and my mind departs.
I'm out of this world.
I'm out of this shell.
I'm flying, I'm vacant.
At piece,may I rest finally.
At night we are free.
In sleep we are at peace.
The sun will rise.
The beams will blind our eyes.
Awake another day.
There isn't much to be done.
The night will surender.
The day has begun.