There is beauty in a black night

to feel alone and not be lonely

to love what is hidden

and not need to find it

mystery

and imagination

working on reality

in the dark

red lights

green lights

lights with different meaning

walking

under electric messages

telephone wires

speaking love

selling nonsense

shouting hate

or whispering prayers

above the sound of my feet.

Then I stand still

And the night is really beautiful

Every sound has stopped.

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