right about now someone's shadow is being cast.
yellow crawls in through their window
as their day reveals itself, mine is packing up.
right about now i'm swimming in obscurity.
black is pouring in through my window
and as i trip over boxes, i'm looking up.
tonight|today in silence we discover human.
fallible. weak. imperfect and erring.
staring at the stars
they're not just letters from the sky.
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