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Life In The Dead Of Night

The sky had never looked so beautiful
The hour, again, would steal my heart
It was the dead of night
And the sky was alive
Stars twinkled, and the moon shone
The earth looked quiet, peaceful
Creatures sang, others made love
There was life, in the dead of night

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Benie Langat

Benson Langat is a poet, fiction writer, and freelancer. A dreamer, he realizes a world of possibilities through stories and explores life in poetry. Benie is a dad and lives in Nairobi, Kenya.

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