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Blacken blinds

Darkness consumes the day
as you see from the blinds display.
Only small bits of light enter,
Darkness is a new mentor.
You have nothing to deliver.
Different when you look in mirror.
You can't pull pull up the blinds.
It ages your mind if your man kinds.
At night you can see the moon,
Through a seeming crack a noon.
Look down it gives me displeasure
as you struggle to find leisure.
The blinds as has many different kinds,
but your here behind the blacken blinds

It is extreme in contents viewed in perspective.
Written by Valley
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