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The bewitching hour has finally come
When I am no longer feeling numb
The time I envision, the perfect scene
Not ordinary visions, but words, fill my screen
Imagery exposed, with the lightest touch
These are moments, I treasure so much
A time, when I can fall, into the night
That caresses my soul, and holds me tight
The moonlit skies, the twinkle of stars
This is the time that takes me so far
Gathering thoughts, I feed off the words
A creature of poetry, longing to be heard
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