In the stillness of night,
When the world slumbers deep,
I find solace in the quiet,
As I watch the clock creep.
Two o'clock, then three,
As the hours tick by slow,
I'm lost in my thoughts,
In this peaceful ebb and flow.
The moon casts a silvery glow,
As I gaze out the window pane,
The world outside is hushed,
In this tranquil, dreamlike state.
I'm grateful for this time,
To reflect and just be,
As the world awakens anew,
I'll bid this moment farewell.
But for now, I'll cherish,
This moment of stillness and peace,
As I hold onto this tranquil space,
In this early morning release.
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