flexibeast.space - poetry
“Darkness is quiet; i feel it”
Darkness is quiet; i feel it speak gentle words of comfort, but the world continues turning. Daylight is loud; i hear it pressing down on my skin, as the world continues turning. My eyes masked, my body is assailed by the brightness as the world continues turning. My body needs respite, rest, but the light is remorseless as the world continues turning.
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