A Foul wind blows

or maybe the moon is too large

In my room, it is just me

staring at the walls

and I would rather do this

than look at their faces

We can’t be free

all at once

but there is a connection in the stillness

It reverberates through my body

Surging

in every breath and release

Light is attracted to light

And darkness collects with darkness

But sometimes, you will find a light

Where it should not be

It will save lost souls

Like a lighthouse on the dark side of the moon

or a lantern swinging in a foul wind

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