The world is hard, cold, and dark.
The light fights with the night.
Sun, moon, and stars we see from afar.
The distance makes them small.
Sometimes, they look like they could fall.
Mystery is mystical.
Intriguing, uniquely full.
What is with this night?
I’m itching for a fight.
Maybe it’s just the tides.
They can create great divides.
Magic from the gods.
Secrets that make us odd.
Truth in all we see.
Truth in you and me.
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