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[orangepladjuice]

the strong steel tracks
alive before the sunrise
a rushing vivid peacefulness
to conquer the day

the virtue of what you
would love to hate
the resistance- you missed it
somewhere along the way

the feeling, reliance
you left it behind
for reason, independence
an open mind

And so you stand, radiant
displaying your magnificance
like those cloud covered days
when the sun emerges
just before it sets

the defeated triumphant
of what you found
when you hide beneath
an ender's shadow
waiting for-

only now it has transformed
how could you kow the cost?
and the sunset has more colours
than you ever new existed
making dreary clouds glow,
angels out of snow

beneath the falling sky
you walk afhead with confidence
of what might lag behind
or what might stand ahead
as the clouds gather

with thoughts of reason
ambiguous to this
voice of treason
melting away in the
darkening sky
reflecting in your eyes
-the sunset