Confident uncertainty
so slowly became confusion;
I don't think we noticed
even while we lengthily
and even eloquently mentioned
it in our poems and songs.
Now our pride is all we have
to keep us going, our finely-tuned
interests in ourselves and each other.
The starlight shines most brightly
inside the club; out underneath
the bridge, the night keeps getting darker.
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