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Indigo Nights
Breathe in; breathe out
Shallow necessity.
Thoughtlets gather; time moves slowly.
Mind numbs, accepting weighty memory.
Receptors register stillness;
Emptiness; fatigue.
Time moves so slowly.
Mind struggles; erase. Delete.
Breathing deepens; droplets form,
Silently, they descend on
Well-marked pathways.
Ripples of air touch
Exposed limbs. The only
Motion in empty space.
Time. Moves. Slowly .
As it heals. If it heals.
Please let it heal.
Inertia is hard to overcome,
Especially in darkness.
Lilting blues fight with static, probe the heart, birthing wails.
Weeping heightens, arches, lingers.
Ride the wave; feel the ebb.
Time moves, slowly.
Breathe in; breathe out.
Velvet darkness mimics sleep,
Lids open to the blackness.
The sun rises, revealing
A sky of beneficent blue.
Something stirs within
That the darkness could not waken.
Time regains momentum;
A ripplet of hope unfolds its wings.
Daylight bleaches indigo waves
Lifting suffocating heaviness.
Night briefly banished;
I rise to embrace the day.
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