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Nov 30
The night is thick,
By shadows deep.
A quiet hush,
Where my dreams sleep.
Whats once was ours,
I stood alone.
In this vast space,
Lies my unspoken tone.

The moon estranged,
Cold and pale.
Its silver light,
A fleeting veil.
Whats once was warm,
I found it gone.
Left with echoes,
My heart had drawn.
You are the wrong person, at the wrong time.
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