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Night

Alone I sit Entombed by the black The day has again forsaken There is no turning back The wall clock bears witness Seemingly my only confidant The second hand’s every tick Is but another cruel taunt Memories, visions All come to call Recounting the pain Each step before the fall The darkness can hide The sum of flesh and bone But my demons see all And know when I’m alone How do I fight What I cannot see How do I overcome What is inside of me I must endure For the night will pass I pray it goes quickly And succumbs to daylight’s wrath And now every new dawn Becomes both blessing and curse Bringing challenges into focus And new mountains to traverse

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