behold! a new day has come upon us!
and we emerge
vigilant, fresh,
invigorated.
no longer possessed by feral hunger,
immersed in consuming white death;
ravagers.
no, now...
you
the artist
the lover
the beast
seeing the world through your new lens
has rendered me AWAKE!
let me plunge into your scene,
your rich, warm hues
against humble aging bark;
somber beauty.
if we could exist
only there
we might find
the person in you that is also me
and the me,
that inevitably,
is you.
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