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I think about that rooster a lot now. How sometimes the truest things come at the wrong hour — a midnight confession, a 3 AM idea, a sob you choke back when no one’s watching. The world tells you to save it for morning. But the midnight crowing? That’s the part of you that refuses to be quiet until it’s heard.

I first heard it three summers ago, at 12:47 AM, when the air was thick and still. A single, sharp crow. Then silence. I told myself it was a dream. But the next night, same time. And the next. midnight crowing

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So here’s to the off-schedule crowers. The ones who sing before the sun agrees. Maybe you’re not early. Maybe you’re not late. Maybe you’re just keeping time that no one else understands. But the midnight crowing