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A Night's Bloom
A tint of white blooms the obscure
A Nocturnal state it still beholds,
Such a natural invasion awakens the watch
A passive will, a vowed promise
Time, a green infant, unknown to the tender
A toned caress, hint of unborn peace
Serenity ablaze, a cue of a better purpose
A cheer of relief echoes from within,
the voyage of light is nigh total
The acknowledged mind of the dire, lay wishful in the shadows
Eternally I beam of pure ecstasy, the dim thrown into the past
A shear of white, secretes my trail of harm
I,
am a night's bloomer
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"There is no way out of the mind"--Sylvia Plath
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