The night a blanket that hides my fears
A shelter from the hates of the day
The moon a soft light to help caress
And wear away my anger
The wind a comfort, never harsh
Always a friend indeed
But sigh, tis only last for a few hours
Before the sun dawns on the horizon
Only to begin again
Hours later
 

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