That Pitch Black Night

Poem By Dillon Crawford

I sometimes wander alone at night
under those glowing stars.
The world seems at peace,
the sky might seem pitch black
yet it is then that you can truly see.
You see your life,
the ups and downs.
You wish for that one moment
to turn around.
You think that life has treated you wrong
and notice all of those little things.
And yet,
You couldn't be happier.

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