{ Serres, Greece }
Dear angel,
The clock says 4 a.m. but I can't sleep. Not right now. I've always loved those quiet night hours.The black sky in cooperation with that priceless silence worth way more than people can realize. Together they create something so poetic and inspiring. They're the simple things that matter to me a lot. Things such as how nice the city looks from the balcony right now or how quiet everything seems to be. I'm way too affected by the view in front of my eyes. Everyone's seems to be sleeping but not me. Writing is the only thing I am sure I want to do for the rest of my life. It's funny how most people don't realize the true power of it. The power of taking you in places you wish where, saying the things you always wanted to tell to those people that truly matter. You might not be able change something you've done in the past but you can always give it the end you secretly wished it had. It takes you in magic places you've never been before. As you can see, writing is my one and only escape from the world we live in.
Yours truly,
MacQueen98.
Dear angel,
The clock says 4 a.m. but I can't sleep. Not right now. I've always loved those quiet night hours.The black sky in cooperation with that priceless silence worth way more than people can realize. Together they create something so poetic and inspiring. They're the simple things that matter to me a lot. Things such as how nice the city looks from the balcony right now or how quiet everything seems to be. I'm way too affected by the view in front of my eyes. Everyone's seems to be sleeping but not me. Writing is the only thing I am sure I want to do for the rest of my life. It's funny how most people don't realize the true power of it. The power of taking you in places you wish where, saying the things you always wanted to tell to those people that truly matter. You might not be able change something you've done in the past but you can always give it the end you secretly wished it had. It takes you in magic places you've never been before. As you can see, writing is my one and only escape from the world we live in.
Yours truly,
MacQueen98.
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