A chair to sit

The hand to write

A bell to ring

To end the night

.

Phantoms rest

Mourning’s light

Darkness fades

Consumes fright

.

Hearts bleed

Black and white

Lungs breathe

Infinite might

.

The past lies

Beneath stars bright

Endless futures

When left is right

.

Stand not alone

Acknowledge sight

Open minds free

The hand to write

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