No doubt I am a night owl.
A game of chess, Select, & Tchaikovsky
There's something about the solitude of night
A peace that comes with it
Why so late?
the mind is not tired
About going green
Why? you ask
Purpose
Meaning
To everything and nothing
Again the debate
Why about everything
psychoanalyst
or psycho
There are others out here
why not for them?
does it matter?
a bit I suspect
fifty more years
where will we be
about those others
they'll still be here.
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