Awakening
I rise in the moonlight and sleep in the sunshine. The darkness appeals to the wonders of the world that bounce around the concrete walls of my mind. A sleepless slumber slept in the nights of soceity. In my dreams I roam the streets looking for a future or my destiny, I see those walking with emotionless faces and struts of depression. I finally look to the sky to see God looking at me with the disapproval and I awaken...
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