When I walk into the darkness of buildings,
the dark shades of grey as I gaze contemplated
the stars being complement to the moon it flickers
waves of wonderings washing over me when i ponder
what life actually is stipulated of
I sit at the edge of the window which shows the ethereal glow of night light
through the translucent glass
leaned against the wall,
I tell myself
the past me would be proud.
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