The night was clear in it's intention to conceal.
Glowing amber waves.
Glowing ember ash.
Through the window I see darkness.
Through the window I see desperation.
Through the window I see me.
A death wish.
A goodnight kiss.
Single malt courage,
The flames dancing in amber.
Flaring ember illuminates my face.
Through the window I see darkness.
Through the window I see deterioration.
Through the window I see me.
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