StarWarsSnake

3:40 AM Might seem early But it's worth it While the world is sleeping To run outside Free Under the song of birdcall. To feel The tiny breeze Brush against your face softly. To look up At the beautiful gray sky Coated in clouds Light in a way that excludes the sun. To smell The fragrances of flowers Fill the air Like they somehow don't during the day. To live in The mild temperature Of nothingness Not warm or cold. To be alone In a glorious world That everyone else somehow pushes away. Free No worries In a world of your own. Looking at the sky again You'll find the clouds a gentle pink Casting a stunning tinted