I wake to agitated daylight
Sympathetic darkness
Disappears like a fallen blanket
Groping for the comfort of softness
Finding nothing but dead air
Now I see
All is bright, harsh, visible
How I long for the night
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Crossroads leading this- and that-a-way
Lead me to the horizon of sight
So I might see t
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Published on April 16, 2021 14:52