These days most of my time is occupied
By creative tasks and challenging games.
These days, I'm enamoured by the seasons.
I see beauty in all manner of strange things.
Where one time, I only perceived decay.
These days, I feel like I have awakened
From society's vast, contrived nightmares,
And been set free from its cold, dark prisons.
Now I'm focused on the undying light,
And all obscure objects bathed in it.
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