Scribbling:
"The idea of sadness enthralls some by dusk
As if life
blooms itself upon sun-rays by dawn, beneath
Mists of
misery and fatigue, offering a glance
Upon what
remains hidden through overlong days
For darkness
reveals what light fails to show
For the
agony to stumble upon some if and buts,
Overwhelms one;
an invitation to explore the night, undeniable. "
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