Captain Michael: Midwatch
The world grows quieter after midnight.
So do our excuses.
In the stillness, there is no crowd to follow.
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Midwatch
The world grows quieter after midnight.
So do our excuses.
In the stillness, there is no crowd to follow.
No applause to seek.
Only the quiet question that has been waiting all along.
Am I becoming the person I intended to be?
Sleep well.
Morning has a way of answering honestly.
Captain Michael: Midwatch The world grows quieter after midnight. So do our excuses. In the stillness, there is no crowd to follow. No ap
Midwatch The world grows quieter after midnight. So do our excuses. In the stillness, there is no crowd to follow. No applause to seek. Only the quiet question that has been waiting all along. Am I becoming the person I intended to be? Sleep well. Morning has a way of answering honestly.
Midwatch The world grows quieter after midnight. So do our excuses. In the stillness, there is no crowd to follow. No applause to seek. Only the quiet question that has been waiting all along. Am I becoming the person I intended to be? Sleep well. Morning has a way of answering honestly.
