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My vision goes fuzzy.
My RAGE held at bay.
My concentration lacking.
as with any other day.

Soon it will be dawn
The time of light.
My ancient enemy.
Will rise for the fight.

The cycle begins
Again and again.
Dark into light
Day into night.

Repeat and retry
Over and over.
I know the war is going.
I know I can't lie.

To see the cold ending...
It holds heat at bay
Sunlight is boring
Darkness will win the day!



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On Wednesday March 28th, 2007, elisa (2017) writes:
focused and powerful.... and i love the way you tie the end.



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