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The sky was dark and course.
Winter engulfed the earth.
Flames were fiction,
and the moon laughed.
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On that fateful night,
I came down the stairs.
My bare feet touched, what was,
and wasn't cold.
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My heart burned
Angst filled me.
Silence in the night,
startled my soul.
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I closed my eyes.
The night was mine.
Breathing in the light, I coughed.
Silence is the key to life.
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Metaphors bouncing.
But then, she's not me,
not who I though,
and not anything.
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The pencil it occurs.
That strikes me as odd.
Curving about what you had.
Remembering what you want.
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Hands on the dark,
and feet on the earth.
Most villages strive,
the stones thought why.
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