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Oct 2022
Order had returned, the bright tyranny faded
into dark freedom, the day had ended.
No more shall the heat force sweat,
Nor shall the light demand blindness.
The cool breeze whispered pleasantries,
Welcome back my love, I hope all is well.
For my hollow arms grew cold without you,
And my holy wails grew emptier, no more
no longer. We are united again, in darkness.
Richard Graydon
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Richard Graydon
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