Day, Night, Life; The Cycle By XVA Night Haik Ebony sheathes light, only at a lowered sun. The tree sleeps, hungry. Affirming my Life Die for what I stand on. I might die for where I stand. I will die standing. My pride conflicts my will to survive. I live to thrive in the height of my life. Day Just Does 12 A.M. starts today, no matter when you wake. Activity might be the only entity that is immortal. A new day is a sign of progression constantly being propelled forward. A constant continuing. Some consistency some only see is sleep. The sky does not wait to wake, so why should we wait to dream? Living life during the P, manifesting during the A, materializing when we wake.
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