When the soulful earthy browns of daylight have rested their golden hues, when the stars have come full shine, it is the headlights that lead the way until the new dawn light.
In a black night that hugged the skin, that brought full comfort to the soul, those headlights became as lighthouse beams.
Those all-white headlights became the dashing stars of that night, shining until the new day arrived.
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