Consiousness fades from existance here,
with a penchant for releasing it's riegns.
Context becomes impersonal with electric training.
It is also rendered meaningless when no meaning came from it.
The moonlight creates a wake in which a softer light is cast to bask in.
Creature of the night with no qualms, no visage of malicious intent.
A quiet and graceful guesture without yaw or voracious movement steadily and silently carrying on with a heart full of content.
There is nothing drastic within but rather a baleanced scale towards either extreme.
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