Autumn came.
The sidewalks were vacant, there was no sign of life anywhere around.
Even the little lilies in the garden stood silently, as if waiting for something to happen.
The entire place was in unison of one color.
I picked up the pen in front of me, and shouted my thoughts onto the paper on my desk.
Soon, the sky started losing its shine as night took over.
The moon hung its head low, with nothing but stars for company.
My faithful lamp continued to provide me with light as my silent shouts went on.
The window on my left was no longer a box of orange objects, it was blue and black.
I finished with my ramblings and turned off my lamp.
Into my bed I crept, my sanctuary, my rest place.
Until the next time morning took over.
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