nighttime is sharp
dark-stirred image,
silent defenses
slow unfurled light
grasps the garish,
turn your face away
Close
your surrender
Purge
Close
your eyes spirit
you’ve never lived
softly surround
hear closing
your unwind
you know
mind a journey
leave before
soul long
only then
floating sweet
touch trust
begin
power
take flight
help me
*(based on the lyrics from “The Music of the Night”
in The Phantom of the Opera)
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