February 2012
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I Believe in the Night
Darkness of night, out of which I came,
I love you more than the flame
that circumscribes the world
by lending gleam,
who knows, to an orbit’s circle,
beyond whose bounds we come up against the unknown.
Darkness confines all things embraced tight,
figures, flames, animals, me,
pulled into her sphere:
powers, people.
And as the senses flare it could be
that sheer force stirs near.
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If loving me is work, I’m not a job to take.
– The Money Tree - Blue October