3am

It's 3am

You can't sleep

Or maybe

You don't want to 

Either way

You need to pass time

What now?

Thinking, thinking, oh wait!

An idea!

Why hadn't you thought of it before?

The roof!

You quietly pull up the window

No rain

A small sound escapes your mouth

"Thank God!"

It's not too cold, but cold enough

to chill

As you stare beyond the horizon

You realize

There's nowhere you'd rather be

at 3am

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