I find life in the death of civility
Captive amongst my own minds mission
To blanket my senses to that of the night
The sun itself waves on and on
I fare thee well knowing the coming again
Will be far sooner than I could hope
I briskly race light to my spot
My own fortress of solitude
I shall soon find myself where I left thee
Backed against the tree
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