latenightthoughts
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Like the Moon

There’s something about the moon, A kind of magic that stirs the heart. It rises softly, casting a gentle glow across the world, Like a secret whispered in the stillness of the night. Continue reading
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A Paradox of Being

In the quiet hours My pen finds its purpose A companion against the solitude. Continue reading
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En La Quietud De La Noche

En el lienzo oscuro de la noche, mis letras danzan su ballet, Continue reading