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Dec 2012
A deep dark pit,
contains a low rumble,
that rattles the insides,
of a young child,
a small child,
with large, blank, eyes,
that fade with every rumble,
that the pit produces.
The pit is relentless,
biting at the insides,
shriveling into nothingness,
slowly dying
and falling to pieces.
The light that once lit
the child's large eyes,
fades away,
until the eyes,
are sightless,
glazed over,
looking towards,
the endlessly blue sky.
Tatiana
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Tatiana  27/F/in a lighthouse
(27/F/in a lighthouse)   
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