The Almost Perfect Night

Alone, With only the open sky for company,

Hookah in hand, Midnight's come finally,

Looking at the stars, Wishing you were here with me,

The clouds burst overhead, I let the rain wash over me,

Just wanna live out this imperfect fantasy,

I love my little piece of insanity,

With only the open sky for company.

The End

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