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Feb 2014
The sun
Doesn't shine
The moon
Doesn't glow
I breathe
In such an odd pattern
People ask
If I'm okay

I cannot see
Each time I stand
The blackness closes in
The kitchen is calling
Trying to drag me back
There is
No more light
Only the
Blackness of night
MD
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