* Trogs rising *
Fusion of brightness
Through lids closed tightly
Forced intimacy of heat of summer
Blazing light so bright
Supernova on the mind
Escape from blindness deep
Trogolytes of earth
Now time to rise
Escape the chill subterranean
In the warmth and light above
Open lives to love.
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