See it all again, as the sun goes away


The darkness doesn't bother me
The stars are my guides in the world of shadows
The path in front of me, brilliant in the moonlight
I hear the creatures of the trees, frenetic in movement
The laconic frogs, slow of tone yet faster than bullets
The wind that carries the scents of the city
Here, in this place, it's good for me
I am more alive now than when the sun reclaims the world


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