Common to the night
is a lost soul guided by the light.
The moon is a lantern that shades the skin of the earth
in the shadows of what is right.
In the cosmos of my thoughts I pale in comparison with who I am
and the "I" God wants me to be.
If only I could let go and, thereby, be free
I could sense a nation of emotions
sent forth and meant for me.
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