let the morning light
lift you up
from the night's
abyssal trench
into life
the crisp cold air
fill your aching lungs
after the dusty hours
entombed
in the dark rooms
where the mind dwells
fed on memories
now make new memories
to hold as a flickering candle
when the world turns
gives you back
to the black
31.03.2014
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