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Full Title Cannot FitWrite away the long hours of night
with You as my only light source except for;
a little desk lamp sitting in its lonesome corner
its tungsten light does nothing but highlight the dust and cobwebs it gathers
and for what purpose?
Hands meticulously typing on the keyboard
pausing only when words are exhausted
Heterogeneous thoughts bouncing delightfully in my head
despite the thundering, clashing realization that will soon be dawning;
Dawn is not my enemy
despite that which has been told to me;
I wish to sit in silence, but I am euchred from such experience
by more thoughts; compelling, complexing mysteries of life;
anything but hermeneutic; inconceivable.
They pop up without being summoned (as most thoughts do), dauntless.
What can I do but welcome them?
It would seem that I have dearth what I need most: sanity.
but is it insanity that drives me to write at hours such as these?
I suppose sanity can be prepossessing, now-a-days,
when such an item is rare.
But can madness tell madness fr
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