The burning question of the
evening creeps in with the falling dusk
As the darkness of the nascent night brings in
its confusion
The missing moon and stars are lost
in a clouded haze
As my frozen mind is fixed in a
thought less gaze
An answer is all I need; an answer
is all I seek
In this silent wilderness of this
lonely night
I sit alone and wonder
What does the dawn of tomorrow
have in store for me?
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