Night
Night
In night no natural lights
Darkness and black all sights
In night on rushes exquisite impudicity
Profoundness is the nature, and insecurity
Night is mind's unknown fright
In night poets try to fly coloured kites
Night is tight
Night is fright
And night is the resounding time writing poetry
Night is ningt
And night right
In night no natural lights
Darkness and black all sights
In night on rushes exquisite impudicity
Profoundness is the nature, and insecurity
Night is mind's unknown fright
In night poets try to fly coloured kites
Night is tight
Night is fright
And night is the resounding time writing poetry
Night is ningt
And night right
#Benapole
08/01/2019
08/01/2019
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