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Oct 2015
There is a sense of danger in the depths of night,
and the stars are vessels that illuminate
the path to a new way of life.
When the call of one person solemnly speaks
visions, upheld within the trapping of beasts.
There is only thought, only stark blindness here
where coldness drips down to a vessel of fear.
And the night, full of shimmers, blinks and is struck
by the stars that contract a virtual ****.
Sienna Luna
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Sienna Luna  27/F
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