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AFTER EVERYONE SLEEPS
<p>They say the night is for sleep.</p><p>But for me, the night is the only time life feels real.</p><p>Daytime is performance.</p><p>It’s a stage where everyone plays their part</p><p>smiling when they want to scream,</p><p>laughing when their chest is breaking,</p><p>painting faces with powder and pride,</p><p>pretending they’re fine.</p><p>But at night?</p><p>The world takes off its costume.</p><p>No makeup. No fake smiles.</p><p>No forced conversations.</p><p>Just raw skin. Just tired eyes. Just truth.</p><p>The silence comes heavy, but not empty.</p><p>It’s the kind that makes you hear your own heartbeat.</p><p>The kind that reminds you that you’re still alive,</p><p>even if your soul feels worn thin.</p><p>At night, your brain stops pretending too.</p><p>The noise dies down.</p><p>The expectations shut up.</p><p>And you’re left alone with yourself</p><p>the version you hide in the day,</p><p>the one who aches, doubts, remembers.</p><p>It’s not always pretty.</p><p>Sometimes the darkness feels like a mirror,</p><p>showing you the parts of yourself you’d rather not face.</p><p>The mistakes. The scars. The secrets.</p><p>But that’s the beauty of it</p><p>the honesty that comes when the world can’t see you.</p><p>There’s beauty in the quiet room.</p><p>In the sound of nothing but your breath.</p><p>In knowing you survived another day</p><p>even when you thought you wouldn’t.</p><p>Night is not just about sleep.</p><p>It’s survival.</p><p>It’s surrender.</p><p>It’s the soft chaos of remembering who you are</p><p>when nobody’s watching</p><p>And that,</p><p>that raw, unpolished truth?</p><p>is the beauty that only comes at night.</p>
AFTER EVERYONE SLEEPS
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