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116 sats \ 0 replies \ @Coinsreporter 18 Nov \ on: A Dark Post for Late Night Stackers alter_native
"Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought."
I'm not in the night (dark) but waiting for the light curiously you want to bring later.
These pics are interesting. They convey a lot of things. I'm not gonna make any assumptions as of now but those chimneys behind those leafless tree and shrubs say a lot.
I only say that gone were the days long ago when we could behold the beauty of nature without any obstructions. As a kid I used to enjoy the countryside in its full glamour but that's also now gone. The image that I can relate to Gray here
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,
The ploughman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me