The nights of thoughts
Of flashbacks and regrets
Light - the night fisherman -
Pulls the net of shadows through the ceiling
In one smooth but decided motion
Swoosh - and gone
The other pillow is cold
The blanket is too light to hug
Awaiting sleep
But better yet morning
It will all go back to normal
With the sound of the alarm
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Janya, you've created a rich painting with the minimal number of brushstrokes.
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