They tell you to avoid the dark
I know that you won't
the night suits you too well
Question marks may loom large
edges may be sharp
but they don't frighten you
I imagine you a swan
gliding placid
through a world of concrete
and the cacophony
of shouts and horns
For My mother, RC, RMR, AH, and MM, my inspirations. May I always strive to follow your path.
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