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Mar 2016
Have you arose
from your hammock
and find yourself sinking
into a ground
--suffocating quicksand--
you had completely
forgotten?

I
myself
me...

When did
these simple
definitions
change?

Before:
I was
a single raindrop
trickling down
tinted glass--
insignificant
part of the whole
masterpiece.

Now:
I am
sunshine and
I am the light
streaming through
dusty blinds
when dawn breaks
and birds sing.

When
How
Why
did I change?
Aria of Midnight
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Aria of Midnight
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   Sjr1000, --- and Medhina Khanal
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