I am somewhat happy, as though

I’ve just awoken from

a very pleasant dream.

All that I do not know

remains unseen.

The beauty of life

echoes through every verse

I will ever write,

for better or for worse.

I find myself smiling,

just before the sun

reaches its peak

and after the moon is gone,

thrown to his feet.

I am awake,

I am living,


shivering with life.

I am somewhat content

with this world we all share,

even with the darkness

and her blinding glare.


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