Shhhhh... The clock's ticking,the birds are asleep,the crickets are chirping and the mouse wanders.
Night,the beloved. Night when words fade and things come alive when the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again.
When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree. If I have a weakness it's probably chocolates,ice-cream and pop-corns. Lol...
Fight your weakness and leave mine.
#goodnight_zoelovers
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