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Jan 2016
There was a death in the room.
Everyone in the room lay still and silent,
Heavy with and unknown weight
That sagged and sunk.

All was eerily quiet,
Not a sound to be heard.

But then-
A burst.
A cry,
A shout!

He had arrived and he brought life,
Miracles and spectacles to behold,
And there was glory!
Oh such glory!
Everything sprung to the occasion,
And suddenly the room was alive
And vibrant and bursting and oh so happy, for he had arrived.
Ahhhhh sorry for the lack of activity I've just been so busy and I've lost my writing spark tbh

Tired rn so I thought I'd give this a go

I'm alive
Creep
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