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May 2016
Fermenting in the murky place
the door ajar, edging with  
every moment light was belittled
and night crept in from afar.

Its grasp was widened,  it sight now
glaringly seen. it whispered on breezes
non that could be witnessed. could
I wonder my eyes frozen on the unseen.

Seeing what was but a silhouette of
unknowns, my eyes like a shutter
closing in morse code, fear was lost
within the encroaching  shadows door.

Every day when shadow engulfs my
room, this closet in the corner edges
ever more open seeing this unseen.
what hid within my closet now concealed.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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