Aug 08, 2004 02:32
2:32 A.M brings queer tidings. Step outside and into moonshadow. The night howls, a baby screams, a man yells. The wind sighs and the night still howls. I can hear it through my open window, as I look across the sky. Laughter boils, rain falls, and stars shine, but the night knows, and the night howls.
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