Is It

What is it to die
To lie inside the Night
Running from eyes
Covered with clouds

The light that lives within
Is greater than the darkness that burns'
The world of victims and aggressors
Replay perpetual scenes

Another season
Only one
Time is many
Dots on a dial

Myriad mornings ring
Rolling over bells of water
Promises to thirst fulfill
Delivering the deserts

Covered with clouds
Running from eyes
To lie inside the Night
What is it to die



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Written on 2025-12-07 at 20:06

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