I am up, now what? It's 3 o'clock in the morning. I have nothing to say. So I am counting on you to reveal what it is that will ease my restless self once again from this silent empty place.
The whistle of the trains are constant tonight. Perhaps it will stop once I recognize the message it brings. It grows louder now as I write. Perhaps I am right. "Hello, I am here". The sweetest words is my delight. "Lock the door". It was open. I guess I can sleep now. "Good Night!
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