Each second in passing my mind conveys
A shroud of shadows, a dreary haze
To spry minds a distinction so stark
A harbinger of an inevitable dark
Though murkiness approaches, ever so near
My vantage remains, abiding and clear
Primordial clouds configuring from naught
Contour into storms of renegade thought
This ubiquitous flurry envelopes me so
Chiding the worries calling below
Hushed by lullaby, content at ease
Unable to fend yearning I appease
Drift like the koala into the blue
Subject are we to these unbiased hues
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