They await unknowns to be sought
In a set of stunning walls, stained
In untraced fear, they bought tickets
To cast aside, blending in bitter air,
Running around, and over a tail
Heads battling the spin, kept around.
Benches and horses, galloping
Yet stagnant, their deceptive merry-go-round.
Walls of brick and mortar, they framed
In blinding steel, looped and glazed
Window, for them a worthless feature,
Dejected, declared a blank could never ever
Be a treasure, that was never once heard.
Now the light would not reach, blame the sun
They did, unnerved, it still kept burning.
Not a skylight, nor a glass pane
In sight, vision caged, they frame the sun
For the resulting plight, stale scent
A choice, a window they abandoned in fright.
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Meta: The sun burned, they laughed
The light born(e), they mocked
The glow became bright,
Blinded, they shut windows with might.
Light moved on, no luggage, Just
With hope, beaming into night
The night fell, the one they invited
A gloom stench engulfed
They still cursed the light,
Announced it high and right.
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The sun shone in mirth, kept shining
In hope-fragranced worth, dazzled
And razzled with a bite of sky, blessed
Open spaces, where breeze danced,
And cheered the light to frill and fly
The sun will shine and light move on
Maybe open a window, seek the dawn.
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