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Jul 2015
It is the sorrow and the pleasure of solitude
The agony and ecstasy and I chose it
The silver sparkling black and dark blue hue
That night is a lightless wonder of reflection
The silent searches for meaning in space
Spinning on a rotating wet rock in awe
Feeling like nothing bouncing between
The hopelessness and the grandeur
Of living in this mental construct we call humanity

Ending on the bending of light as it pierces
The atmosphere from the sun to here
Blasting space rays in all those silly light years
Makes me more morose while the comatose
Doze in a dreaming state while I wait for them to awake
Awe struck by the dumb luck we have to exist now

The irony is that I am alone and together
Disconnected and wired in to the minds of men
The lines of time we measure things with
Flow towards into and around me and you

I chose the night in which to live my life
Perhaps a lonely choice to make
Perhaps I made a grave and terrifying mistake
But it’s mine to make and I repeat it every day
Why change you can have the light
So adiu sweet dreams to you till dawn
I will see the eve and we can meet in the in-between
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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     ---, Graff1980 and Chris
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