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Benched

The sunset’s orange

That much was obvious

Transformers on the powerlines lie dormant

Until the day winds down

Lights will shine through the windows of homes as people continue to live their lives

But somehow, much like the sunset that will transcend into moonlight

&

The transformers that will wake up energized

I’m still waiting

Living in the dark.

© The Sad Owl

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The Sad Owl

I'm just here. Until I'm not.

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