There's no place that is safe,
Anymore.
Our shadows, burned,
By the sun coming over the horizon.
And I used to pray for light,
But this is not of His creation.
All that was Divine,
Left us behind without hesitation.
I used to pray for light,
When it was the dark that protected me.
Below the nadir,
At the heart of midnight's lakeside
dreams.
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