The wind at night,  brings a
             memory from the past that
             comes back to the present.

  (Inked-Midnight!)

  Memories written in books, now
  the books are dusty as if to indicate
  that they will not be repeated.

  @telegram ; Missing.

          This is the time to open a new
          page for life, not depending on
          the past, still living an uncertain
          life. Written letter, long life.

  Poems from the past that are still
  remembered  until  now,  beautiful
  vocabulary  the  heart  feels  calm
    “me and the sky full of stories.”
                                                                                                  

                     
   a,   (the night that makes it calm.
   silence at night can make the heart
   calm without any heavy mind, cold
   air like life is nothing-Dark midnight.

      night is always accompanied .. ✱
      by warm tea that I keep on the
      table on the porch of the house

   Mid-Night    |    Sheet   [0/0]   📷.
   sipping warm tea while remembering
   the memories that have passed
   aware that now the memories
   cannot be repeated (night warmth.)

     “thinking about the past memories
      a little painful because he realized
      it could not be repeated.”
                                                                              

                
 (’darkness and loneliness.) 📷
 In the middle of the night that
 was only ridiculed by the moon
 and a shining star, hot tea.

 carry one blank sheet and pen
 that has been filled with black
 ink to write at midnight which
 has a quiet atmosphere ... ✱

   writing stories in memories on
   an empty sheet writing calmly
   wearing a black pen that night.

 📼 Remembering   |   Memories.
 In Every Memory There Must Be A
 Story And In Every Story There Must
 Be A Memory——“Dark Midnight”.