one a.m.

one a.m. and up again
the world seems peaceful,
quite,
mysterious,
serene,
mine.
for at one a.m.
only my thoughts and I share conversation.
And to be alone
and think,
 seems rare these days.
One a.m. 
and who needs sleep?

Love Always,
Ems

thoughts
and
and as always,

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