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Sep 2015
when the night arrives

not a whisper or a word
not the wind not a bird
just the turning from light into dark
why is it that light has no sound
yet makes us hear more clearly whats around
for fear it comes and sadness too
emotions play
*when the night arrives
Adam Johnson
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Adam Johnson
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