I have a day of great pride,
My hazards excel the side
I call danger, an abrupt end,
An excellent way to bend
The light inside and outside.
Alone my nightmares clash,
Wherever my burdens bash.
On the right laws is my mind
And after impressions of the blind
The nights do send an electricity.
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