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Feb 2013
This night,
again unchanged,
I am alone.

With mind and brain
speeding,
speeding,
light-speeding.

My eyes probe the night sky.

Listening ever so intently,
for all the truthful lies they whisper.

All those tiny dots.

All those forgotten wishes of old.

One by one,
they fall back to earth.

To be shattered by the mountains.

Or to be drowned by the oceans.

What was once bright,
is now dead and broken.
William Eberlein
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William Eberlein  25/M/Wisconsin
(25/M/Wisconsin)   
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