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Apr 2020
In depths of darkness unforgiving,
The lantern hangs high-- deceiving
me to reach above afar away.
In this place, I chose to stay, loving
all I felt in eternal evening;
hoping to see a slight tint of grey.

I screamed. Only Echos heard my call.
Written by
JamieR
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