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Jan 2014
If you swivel slightly out of glare.
Yes, turn and turn just right there.
You find yourself with simple thought

"I must have been.
I must have left a single mark,"

but its hard to tell
when its so dark.

Turn and turn just to your right,
and suddenly you're over shadowed by the night.

Swiftly and silent you madly glare,
"how dare no one notice"
you were not  there
You must of left some sort of mark,
its just so hard to see now its dark.
Written by
Sasha
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