

NightAt half past one I like to sit out of my skylight And stare deep into my mind. Thoughts illuminated by the distant street lights Or a thousand crisp shining stars. The cool night air burshes against me softly While I tremble like a leaf. Remebering events long gone past this time And wondering if they are real. Sometimes whisps of straying mist drift by Touching off the cold wet tiles. My intense silence only broken by passing cars Rolling off in their unknown directions. Every branch now coated in a shade of black All painted dark even blades of grass.Night
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Bill and Ted style air-guitar solo
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Bill and Ted style air-guitar solo
You?
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Enchantment?
thank you for the sweet comment and
take care!
Also, are you a Louise I would know or a Louise...that I don't know.
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Enchantment?
i doubt you know me...
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Enchantment?
i'm louise murphy, which has been shortened several times and is now loomis...
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Enchantment?
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