Dark night excavating secrets.
Bursting all the myths we create.
Walking through the midst of darkness.
Being tired, helpless.
They raise their foot towards the void.
Dogs starts to howl and bark.
Not knowing if they are stopping or encouraging.
They move on and on.
Even the sky cries by sprinkling their fading light.
Thunderstorms raging.
Which bursts the clouds and rain it all.
Making everything moist and melancholic.
Depriving their senses like an alcoholic.
Emancipating themselves from the tides of their wavering mind.
Jumping from the lanes of space and time.
They drown themselves into the oblivion.
Where their mortality resigns.
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