the silence is cavernous the world is quiet outside the birds are sleeping eyes open. awake. staring away into the darkness even the sun is down the street is clear rare on a saturday night/sunday morning i don't hear anything blinking clearing my eyes gotta get up soon but it is sunday it all seems quiet i just got in a few minutes ago and now i can't sleep but instead of the pandamonium blessed silence i close my eyes. i sleep. silence. golden. long-awaited. youre awesome.Birth sign: Aries
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