The darkness has become a pastime of mine
A time of silence externally
With a constant dialogue internally
Contrasts of dark and light
How to spend a night
Films of lives playing on repeat
But they are the same people
The same situations
Like a record skipping
With the same lines playing
Over and Over and Over again
Night now a modern day
The difference is in a mind
With a quiet I cannot find
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