There's something about the night
Because in the day we confide, in
It we all hide under vanity and false
Senses of superiority.
There's something about the night
In it lives tenderness and fertility.
Our most congenital form is not far
Away.
There's something about the night
Where darkness consumes. The most
Abstract part of ourselves come's out
To play.
There's something about the night
For in it we exist for eternity.
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