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Sitting by the table

Made of mahogany

Staring at the light

Poured by the candle

The roof is being tapped

By the thickest rain

The window stained with mist

From my breathing

Thoughts weights heavy

With my emotions

Misanthropic wisdom

The joy in depression

Departure...

I rise to the deck

Embracing the veil

Of the cleansing rain