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Apr 2014
In a putrid darkness



i slept



my despairing soul



longed to be one



a fragile voice



beckoning...



calling to me



from the darkness



"is that you?"



i asked the nothing



do you know



that once, long ago



We we're one



but life is a chain



of perpetual breaths



and breath infuses dreaded clay



with unholy life



it corrupts the purity



of something complete



like my soul



that once was our soul



again i hear the voice



i know it is you



all these years



i dreamed of you



this shapeless void



has gained wisdom



to move it's fragile limbs



towards your guiding light



my love



i am coming...
ninesaturninenights
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ninesaturninenights  Southern coast of Norway
(Southern coast of Norway)   
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