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Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Streetlights / One hundred and twenty one

Cityscape’s haze

Vivid maze of lamp-lit veins

The masses scroll along

Hunched in a thrum of pain

I navigate to a new destination

To exonerate the numbing sensation

All my anxieties unmake me 

Until you laid me 
in Your habitation

Your guarding
 and constant keeping 

24/7 security making

Unceasing comfort,

Every inning and outing.