Second time I'm out here,
Giving up my slice of sleep,
Midnight to three.
Tonight although the wind is strong,
The stars are out
No moon
To steal their light.
The sky is crystal clear,
With no haze left
By atmosphere.
And I want you to know
I can feel you here,
Next to me
Waiting
For nature to declare herself
And her intentions.

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