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The routine of darkness, the connection to the ground,
To hold a moment, was held then lost the appreciated what was found,
The light that failed, creates a sight,
The blowing of candles and the assurance of night,
The moment of feet within four walls,
The temporary loss, forget mistakes and falls,
For a single minute or the time beyond an hour,
The loss of weaknesses, instead a rush of power,
Right now is silent, to this moment yesterday,
The knowledge is reward for providers, the facial language of what they say,
A raised hand, anger your mad,
My routine instinct, to feel sorrow or to be sad,
A smile worn, there to show,
My advances of connection, once you start I can't slow,
Postie moments enter my mind,
Due to a routine, I can't predict of find,
Staring at a wall that will become smaller with time,
My enjoyment of familiarity, moments beyond comparison, a crime,
The routine of darkness, a second in the future, a second to make,
Beyond my less evolved mind, thus no detour shall brake,
The routine of darkness, the assurance of a single word,
Are of my own, thus the majority of the herd,
The routine of darkness, the connection to the ground,
These four paws of mine run from fireworks, the seen sound.

Description
The routine of darkness, the connection to the ground,
To hold a moment, was held then lost the appreciated what was found,
The light that failed, creates a sight,
The blowing of candles and the assurance of night,
The moment of feet within four walls,
The temporary loss, forget mistakes and falls,
For a single minute or the time beyond an hour,
The loss of weaknesses, instead a rush of power,
Right now is silent, to this moment yesterday,
The knowledge is reward for providers, the facial language of what they say,
A raised hand, anger your mad,
My routine instinct, to feel sorrow or to be sad,
A smile worn, there to show,
My advances of connection, once you start I can't slow,
Postie moments enter my mind,
Due to a routine, I can't predict of find,
Staring at a wall that will become smaller with time,
My enjoyment of familiarity, moments beyond comparison, a crime,
The routine of darkness, a second in the future, a second to make,
Beyond my less evolved mind, thus no detour shall brake,
The routine of darkness, the assurance of a single word,
Are of my own, thus the majority of the herd,
The routine of darkness, the connection to the ground,
These four paws of mine run from fireworks, the seen sound.