The sunset, the silver crescent and me

The scarlet sunset all set to die

Leaving me with a numbness

That I didn’t feel for a long time

The world has gone oblivion

I sit like a cadaver witnessing another day die

Probably the only witness

Who can vouch that the day did happen

The sun slopped down behind the darkness

Leaving me more dead

A while later I saw the sparkles and the silver crescent

The darkness came with glittering glory

The breeze started to blow on my face

I lifted myself, went out, looked up

I laid my recovering semi-numb body on the dry porch

Looking up, gazing and reading the endless story

Suddenly, the night started to live

And so did I.

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