January 7, 2009
Like the primitive bulb
Water’s twin
Shines upon the dark
A flicker upon the land
Outlining objects here and there
A wise man

Possesses no mood of its own
A human treasure to walk upon
Sweeping against the darkness
In search of an ally
Time after time
Lost for an eternity

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