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Sep 2012
In the midst of the darkness,
I was awed...
Blinded by the sparkling brightness
of the thing I thought was light.
Only to find out it was not,
that I was wrong...
for there was an angel...
showing me not the day but the night...
and sharing the darkness
within...
eerie and creeping...
slowly...
then it was gone,
and so was my dream.
Avixxi
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Avixxi
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   Amy Kereky and Lauren Miller
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