Poem
Midnight Guest
When she comes to invite me
Published in
2 min readApr 18, 2024
No flowers nor trees.
No mountains nor seas.
White ray shines though no moon,
stars, or sun.
No birds nor crickets chirp.
It’s still.
No flowers nor trees.
No mountains nor seas.
White ray shines though no moon,
stars, or sun.
No birds nor crickets chirp.
It’s still.
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