I'll never know what it is that feels like a solid state of motion within the stillness of night. Moving, the lights reaching gently out into the darkness with violently soft penetration.
A pressure that is building in feeling, that can be quite freshening, but there is some level of uncertainty. I shall contemplate and move with the winds of change. Build on this what we can and will. I think it's straight on till morning.
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