We are the creatures
of the night
– well, technically
the morning. But still –
we are the ones
who are not seen,
we come, work our
charms and then
we are gone.
We know all
your little,
We find them
in the corners
– most times
just in the middle
of the hall,
not that secret.
Nor little. –
You may never
know us,
our mission
is accomplished
if we go unseen.
– some gratitude
wouldn’t harm,
once in a while –

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