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Jullian Dec 2015
A mourning dove above a tree
Sings the saddest elegy.
And far beyond the midnight sky
A burning star begins to die.

I lie now in bed
Off to the world beyond dreams
Joyous thoughts in my head
Though nothing is what it seems.

The souls underground
Play an ominous sound
While in a vacant room,
Red roses bloom.
Jullian Dec 2015
I know not of waits beyond the night sky
I know not of what waits for me after I die
I know not of the purpose of our existence
Nor do I know of our significance.

I do however know of one thing:
Whenever I look up to the night sky,

I leave my thoughts
I leave my troubles
I leave sorrows
I leave my struggles.

I leave the world,
And for a moment...

I float.

— The End —