The Witching Hour

It’s 3 AM, and all is still
The world outside is dark and chill
The moon is high, the stars are bright
And I’m alone with thoughts tonight

The clock ticks on, the minutes pass
As shadows dance upon the grass
The night is long, the hours creep
And I am lost in dreamless sleep

But as the dawn begins to break
I’ll rise again, my soul awake
And face the day with steady will
Until once more, at 3 AM, all is still.

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