Midnight Noon

The stress on my chest Let's me know I did invest Something into my heart Breathing life into this art Getting use to these sensations Reverberations of my inner Bright begins to fill the hole As I break the mold From stories that are old Ingrained and overtold But the darkness of that night Adjusted me to the light For when I hold both Each in the palm of a hand All is revealed The grandest plan...

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