Sleeplessness and Golden Hour Through the Eyes of a Runner

Crank, turn,

The gears move

As I will them to stop

They go faster

Crank, turn,

The hum echoes

As I wish they would silence

They scream louder

Crank, turn,

The gears move

As I give in and stand

They sigh relieved

Crank, turn,

The hum lessens

As I am awake

They don’t leave though

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Golden hour, the earth bathes itself in oranges and golds.

It is if fall has come over this land and every moment should be coupled with a warm sweater and a cup of cider.

Beautiful. I feel home in this hour.

 That beautiful hour before the sun slinks behind the mountains and the sky lights ablaze in orange, pinks, and reds.

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