A rising moon and setting sun
A shifting change, nearly done
Day retreats and fades to night
The mind awakes with loss of sight
Muted sounds, a hidden time
Bright and dark, the dusk of rhyme
The flowing change from day to night
The hope and fear of now's twilight
Colours fade as stars appear
Light to dark is now my cure
My hope is found in darkest night
This faded time holds me tight
In a world of black, I see no other
Greying shadows now my cover
My hope and peace I find in night
This darkness lends me all its might
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