The Night comes before the Day
In the day death comes upon us in the form of the sun
It depletes water and scorches everything as it burns
Then when the night comes the moon restores the balance of water and in the next day we give credit to the morning for what the EVEning has done
How sad we neglect the Night and the Dark
Even though darkness shields you from the sun
Protects and cloathes many of your weak flesh
Yet still the darkness is forsaken and overlooked as least and not best
Hahaha how funny
Because to the grave we will go covered in DARKNESS
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