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Dec 2019
Every human being
has had that feeling
The clocks finally stop ticking
The birds finally stop chirping
The Sun finally flies away
And left darkness
in its place
Little speckles of light
Hold up tight
against the blank the canvas
Cant describe it quite right nor put a name on it but everyone feels it, differently but its still the same feeling
Sylph
Written by
Sylph  15/F/Trapped in my thoughts
(15/F/Trapped in my thoughts)   
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