Sitting alone, darkened room tomblike around me
Like a cool cave cut into the rough mountain stone
Letting go of the day, reflecting on moments, memories
Positive and negative always struggling to overtake each
The age old struggle of the light and dark within us all
A choice is often made to go in one direction or t'other
I choose the good, to let the bad leave and be no more
To make those positive moments last and multiply
Creating them from all of life's minutes and hours and days
New found attitude of inspiration and creation driving me
The choice made
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