Will Power

Resembling a rainbow fading into the mist, my resolve grows ever fainter.
It is my connection stretching between vigilance and slumber.
Connected by a thought it becomes prolonged aspiration.
A moment of utter clearness and I wonder if the time is right.
Should I depart or should I reside, for the ache dwells in me at night.

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