Late Nights
late nights
thinking, just thinking
eyes open, staring at the ceiling
slow heartbeat, steady breathing
thoughts of pain and grieving
but also thoughts of things you believe in
wake up the next morning hearing the birds singing
knowing that night you'd once again be thinking, just thinking
~PEACE

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