Glowing white,

An angel tried to tell me my fate the other day,

Not knowing how I am the darkness

Which towers over the night.

When the angel discovered this about me,

It retreated to the heavens.

To which I said, so be it:

I needed no light

To see the night as

My only destiny. And

Glowing in my darkness,

I smiled at the bright side of my face:

For this dim depth of mine,

Its weight and its worth,

Guides just as much as anything cast down from heaven.

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