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Reflecting
The sound of my entrance
Is drowned out by the gusting wind
Blowing upon the grass and leaves
Of this small neighborhood park
I sit down
As I've done several times before
And stare at the night sky
Riddled with stars and the light of the moon
I take a breath
And relax
My body sighs in relief
But my mind continues its war
I sit and I continue
The thinking that I'd been doing
I wonder what it all means
I wonder why it all seems to be
Insane
Am I?
Have I been?
The sounds of a hopeless world
Drowned by my own hopelessness
I stay awake through the night
To rethink that day
The day the world became hopeless
And I along with it
What I would've done
If I could've
But now I wonder if I should've
There's no way to tell
What could've or should've happened
All there is is what did
As the war rages on
I stare at the night sky
Riddled with stars and the light of the moon
I wonder why and sigh
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