Our share of night to bear

Our share of night to bearOur share of night to bear,
Our share of morning,
Our blank in bliss to fill,
Our blank in scorning.

Here a star, and there a star,
Some lose their way.
Here a mist, and there a mist,
Afterwards — day!

An ode to insomnia, perhaps?

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