The night grows, spreading its influence over the harshed landscape. From the window I look out briefly, my gaze over the wide plains before me.
To my left the lamp let off the faint yellow glow - my companion for this worrisome night. Its warmth offers what little comfort it can muster, and I closed my eyes and steadied my thoughts, feeling my breath swirl in the winter cold.
The old radio let out a familiar tune and joins the lamp as my security blanket for this episode.
Too many reasons, yet none of them substantial; so many dreams, marred by the empty promises of sleepless nights.
But to ignite a frozen wink, and tell the world, "what now?"
To my left the lamp let off the faint yellow glow - my companion for this worrisome night. Its warmth offers what little comfort it can muster, and I closed my eyes and steadied my thoughts, feeling my breath swirl in the winter cold.
The old radio let out a familiar tune and joins the lamp as my security blanket for this episode.
Too many reasons, yet none of them substantial; so many dreams, marred by the empty promises of sleepless nights.
But to ignite a frozen wink, and tell the world, "what now?"
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