​awake, through the long bleary night,

aching to shed the detritus of passing day, to soak in hopes’ light,


awake, alone,

floundering within my visionless sight,

waiting for this new dawn to break the desolation of cold dreary night,


hoping, hoping,

with all my being,with what’s left in me,

bracing for yet another merciless fight … … …

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