The cool air soothes me
I sit here
Saying good-bye to the sun
waiting for the moonlight
The sky turns
into a shadowy blue
then black
the street lights turn on
everyone sleeps
their slumber
I sit here
and I can cry
The Cranky Writers' Guild
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