Light Creeps Through
Light creeps through the window on a Sunday evening
The bedroom has a soft glow, ethereal like a dream
A monsoon collects in the distance with dusty winds
Am I dreaming? Am I alive? Can I find the meaning?
But only the holy angels know what is left to redeem
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