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Apr 2014
I am the night
The darkness is my thoughts, the ones I refuse to tell
The coldness is my body, as I lay unable to fall into slumber
The silence is how people see me. I don't speak. I watch, listen.
People see beauty in the night, I see nothing.
Natasha Bonke
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Natasha Bonke  Courtice
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