Poetry

Soothing Edges

When did the sun leave me?

The dark is so sudden. It shocks by contrast of a stark blue glow.

The glow clicks and rattles quietly so as not to disturb those sleeping.

Global communities soothe away the edges.

It feels nice to hurt a little, be it a sting behind the eyes or a fuzzing down the spine.

The future is exciting in its mysterious way.

When did the sun meet me?

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