So I was thinking, when dawn breaks, what really happens? There's a blueness before dawn, on some days. Everything, the streets, trees, the pavement, is blue. Take a deep breath, it's like inhaling life. And night, I wanna talk about night, and perhaps darkness. Isn't it magic, and how thoroughly strange, that there was a …
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It’s Almost Dawn
Late, late at night, you can hear the city breathing in and out. All its dreams and darknesses pulsing back and forth, pushing softly against your thoughts, trying to nestle into a corner of your mind. Even later, in the transition between very late and very early, you can smell the futility and madness of …
