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The Friendly Night
The night was mysterious and strange
It had a bully reputation, I feared it
It’s a dark, dangerous dome
I'm drowning in darkness
I wasn’t certain why it was strange
But it had a dangerous feeling
I don’t get how people see beauty
In the mysterious night
The night was dark and held fear
I was trapped like a caged dog
I ran from the night in fear
But I looked up
I was run over with clarity
It was a beautiful darkness
Starlight dazzled for hundreds of miles
The moon sat in the sky
It was a loud silence
Talking with its beauty
The stars looked like hundreds of lights
Confident crisp color
Its peculiar beauty created a dome over me
The starlight lit my way
And I could see the night was friendly
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This is a found poem from an excerpt of Travel's With Charley by John Steinbeck and Weather of New England by Mark Twain