As I look up to the pitch dark
battling with my mind to stop agnozing
with nothing to befuddle my thoughts
I just simply outstare the starry night.
As if it had just read my mind I lock eyes with the crescent moon with its ever enduring spark as it were a sight for my sore eyes,
No wonder as long as I stare my phyche slowly diminishes into peace.
And the next thing I know I fall asleep...
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