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Oct 2017
Darkness needs no fancy tricks to mess up your whole day.
He simply must sit and wait for you to go astray.
There is plenty here without his help to bring you down to size.
He laughs and watches from his perch with amusement in his eyes.
For rarely does he need to act in any special way
He simply whispers your own fears back, toying with his prey.
A rude remark, a sneer or glance from someone you don't know
Are just some tools he can use to keep you down and low.
So look up my friend to the sky and try never to forget
That life is short, but oh it's worth not to heed his threats.
For once you learn his secret tricks you see them rather quickly
Allowing you to shake it off and move along more swiftly.
Stumblebum Fumbletongue
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       YolandΓ© Sharpley, ---, Temporal Fugue and Denecia
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