12:16 A.M. 12:16 A.M. trudging aimlessly through my neighborhood. I could have walked to the bounds of eternity that night, and must have walked at least ten miles, before the peachy glow of dawn tinted the skies. to be up at such an hour as 4:37 A.M. is to watch the sky fade from midnight blue to the   reddish hues of dawn, to feel the morning dew settle over the ground, to watch the sun and moon unite, to watch the darkness yield to suburban pinks.
Dan Schubmehl
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