So now it’s ok, now that all the friends are settling in to their warm caves, now that the night has settled in its after-hours. Now that the skirts, skanalicious, worm their way underground. Now that the blood is pumping, and the buzz steady holds its course. Now that the fun has ended, and the nightly beer adventures of whoknowswhat with whoknowswho. NOW it’s ok. When the boys and girls are settling in the beds, warming up to Mr. and Mrs. Today. Now it's ok, now that all is quiet, and life stands still with the night. “Now please, join my own life” Now that the day is new, and all rest home. Now that questions won’t be asked, and like all else will remain a mystery, Now it’s the time, to cease to have your own life. Now is ok for this particular visitor, who in frail words is held with such esteem. Not then, but now its ok, now, when there is no one else..
No, now is not ok.
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