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J B Moore Nov 2015
Lights on   Lights off. Then
Lights on   Lights off, again.

First dark  Then light.  I
Can see.   No sight.  Now
It's loud,   then not.   I
Think I   forgot   how
To be    or not. I'm 
Afraid   I might show
That I   really know
Nothing at all.

First life   then death.  You
Breath in,   no breath. First
To see.   No sight. Too
Afraid   To fight. Worse, 
You're here   At night. Too
Alone   To find rest. 
Still I   Try my best,
With luck I'll fall.

Lights off.   Lights on.
You're here   and then gone.

— The End —