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While I'm working on some graphics, I thought I'd share some poetry. Be gentle: blink.gif

"Restrained War Of Sanity"

Loneliness envelops the dark night
Whilst shadows dance
Across the finished oak top
Guided by candlelight
As nightfall permeates every pore of the cottage

As a nervous air welcomes the night into her bosom
Thoughts of sleep now evades
The widower chosen by fate
A renewed contestant
In the lottery of what's to come

Alone, sheltered by tome
Cover for passage through the river of the looming night
Each turn of the page breathes a sigh of relief
Combating the unearthly ticking of a nearby clock
In a restrained war of sanity

Without haste, a new dawn emerges
Punctuating success of another night ended
Nocturnal reminders of a fateful day passed
Compounding the pain
Finality in sight

Aromatic oil and steel courtship
Salivating taste for lead
Happiness squeezes the trigger of newfound freedom
Giving birth to bliss
And a familiar echo rings
In the ears of the lifeless form
Actually, quite nice, in a desparate sort of way.

What's the restrained part about it, "compounding" instead of "mitigating"?

He shoulda counted his blessings.

It's twofold, the nights were basically long and he was happy to make it through them. However, the pain of his loss worsened. People should count their blessings but some people just feel empty when they lose someone that meant a lot to them.
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