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In the stillness of night, a man stands alone,

Beneath the streetlight’s gaze, his aspirations are shown.

“More” echoes around him, a call to the brave,

In shadows and silence, his spirit must pave.

With dreams yet unspoken, he boldly declares,

Each step in the darkness, unfazed by his cares.

For “more” is not greed, it's a blossoming flame,

A thirst for the journey, not just the acclaim.

With each flicker of light, possibilities blend,
He reaches for stars, where the horizon won’t end.
With the night as his canvas, he paints for “more”,
In the depths of the stillness, his true self can start.