Sun. Jan 26th, 2020

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Night in The Day

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Shine bright, light of day

Let the sun rise in harmony

With the crust of the earth

Alas, there we are

With the hope of daylight

Moving with the glamour and the burden of speed.

When the black ball fell, I believed it was for the field

But the field was filled with

Brains without feet

Necks without heads

And hands without wrists

Ah ah ah

The light of day is fading

What was the essence of the black ball?

Take away the black ball and bring back our feet, heads and wrists.

Let the field be filled with sanity

And the rooms be filled with the feet of heroes

Let the streets be filled be the wrists of legends.

The night cannot capture the day without permission.

Shine on

Ambijay

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