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NIGHT TWO

We are in separate rooms,
Barely able to talk through our body's night.
Yet in the severities of our agreements,
There is a truth repeatedly sparked.

Oh how terrible it is to face the Dark,
When the calm words fail,
That when the decisions and approach of hours
Cause the body to lose sail,
Struck still to a windless tropic sea...

So lift that glass,
For it is a container of time,
And listen to the words of those speaking around,
For there are minds still with levels of control,
And they will protect you,
And all will prevail.
Written by jIMNUT_rOARIN
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