The Dark Of Night.

written By:The Poet Of Lonelyness.

Who knows what happens?

Who knows what roams?

I don’t.

who knows what there is ?

who knows what there isn’t?

I don’t.

In the dark of night.

Who knows what happens?

Who knows why?

I don’t.

In the dark of night.

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