I was in a trance of oblivion
To think that Sol's blessing
Was a bane and woe,
And Night was a granted gift
Bestowed upon my very soul
Enlightenment reached out to me,
Banishing the darkness
Where I drowned in ignorance--
I ought not to surmise
Virtuous or Nefarious
Aug 27, 2024
Aug 27, 2024 at 8:26 AM UTC
I was in a trance of oblivion
To think that Sol's blessing
Was a bane and woe,
And Night was a granted gift
Bestowed upon my very soul
Enlightenment reached out to me,
Banishing the darkness
Where I drowned in ignorance--
I ought not to surmise
Virtuous or Nefarious
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