The night is here
I'm ousted
Out
To a world
Of disorientation
Where judgement takes long time
To be made
The day might have drained
Whatever life's in me
My body seems to creep
Recluse into a foreign world
Blanked out
Switched off
Disconnected from the rest of the world
Not much would make sense
When the night is here
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