Untitled, n = 1,576

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Late at night,
inner sight,
glare of light.

End of day,
on my way,
dark and gray.

Down the drain,
fading pain,
in my veins.

Sunrise brings
other things
on it's wings.

n = 1,576; October 7th, 2016.

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