Oct 20
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Solus

As the bright lights of the city
Fade
I have no fear.

I’ve squeezed every drop of color
From the blank white canvas;

The pigments wash before my vision
Running
Rising
Flying
And as they leave, so must I.

Bright lights of the city,
I’ve paid my dues—

Another shadow under the omniscient gaze
On the worn path
Perpetually trodden …


Don’t forget me.
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