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Night Watch

and just like the moon
I will be faceless, nameless�
a stranger in a blank sky
under cascades of falling stars

I will appear fleetingly
anchor myself to darkness
because that love is mine
in the cosmos of my all.

Sometimes I look to the skies
to ask for meaning, and they gift me
a pen made of night, so that I may write;
so that these galaxies make sense

because in me, there waits a little girl
with her telescope in hand, searching
for missing answers in this void,
this boundless, endless space

she doesn�t want to die,
but isn�t keen on living either�
questioning great mysteries
where a silent orb hangs high.

Written by Northern_Soul

Published 15th Jan 2025

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Re. Night Watch

Metropolis

15th Jan 2025 2:47pm

for one to remain a mystery is intriguing

metaphorically interesting

a celestial hero
caring and brave caresses her
like a ring around saturn

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