Author by Night

He’s a policeman, a soldier, a programmer, a farmer, a murderer, a priest and a politician. He is anything that he wants to be. He’s a salesman by day and an author by night.

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My Night

November 14th, 2006
  
Mood : lonely

Can’t write, my eyes closed with tears…

The sadness of a past forgotten, remember and embraced like an old friend.

Imagine a dark room lit with a single candle, a glass of wine in one hand and snow falling outside…

[Music: Kevin MacLeod]

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