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Dec 2015
Empty, cold and bitter the darkness stares at the sitter.
The warm light hits one side of her cheek,
the air is bleak, it lacks, it is weak.

The flame of curiosity, compels her acherontic, gloomy spirit.
Although, facing the bright sight,
she's lingered with the somber lyric.
a fire outside during the winter/ a cigarette/ staring out the bedroom window at night - embracing both light and dark
Free H Laven
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Free H Laven  21/PA
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