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dustinprewittDusk. The sun is setting. The day is over, and now the night is here.
Now comes the time for darkness. Now comes the time of cold.
NOW COMES THE TIME OF THE WINTER OF OUR DISCONTENT.
I wish I could hibernate...
The clocks have rolled back, and now it is nighttime. Where life becomes coldest. When we become our most vulnerable... Im worried about how many people will make it through alive this year...
But there is one thing about nights that must not be forgotten. At night, on a clear evening... You can see the stars, you can see the city lights, and when the streets are empty, you can enjoy and apprecciate the sounds of a silent city...
It can be beautiful, if you can take the time to appreciate it...
It is now nightfall. Tuck yourself in with someone close to you to keep warm, sleep tight, see you next spring...
Its time to awaken the nocturnal creatures, the creatures of the night...
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Now comes the time for darkness. Now comes the time of cold.
NOW COMES THE TIME OF THE WINTER OF OUR DISCONTENT.
I wish I could hibernate...
The clocks have rolled back, and now it is nighttime. Where life becomes coldest. When we become our most vulnerable... Im worried about how many people will make it through alive this year...
But there is one thing about nights that must not be forgotten. At night, on a clear evening... You can see the stars, you can see the city lights, and when the streets are empty, you can enjoy and apprecciate the sounds of a silent city...
It can be beautiful, if you can take the time to appreciate it...
It is now nightfall. Tuck yourself in with someone close to you to keep warm, sleep tight, see you next spring...
Its time to awaken the nocturnal creatures, the creatures of the night...
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