I feel as if I've concluded some business
the darkness black as pitch somehow
does not dissuade determination
nor hinder a way forward
patience for something even resembling light
and the yelping days of blazing suns
and sharply contrasting shadows
have a darkness all their own
as hands shield eyes from the burn of revelation
and laying atop these terms like a float
the night is just a comforting stroll down known avenues
and the days a mere circus of human irrationality
that brightens naif and cynic alike
and that I enjoyed...being done with it...
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