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Dec 2010
Darkness, can I talk
To you for a moment?

You must be what light
Conveys yo to be -
Lonely and desperate.

Still as the tides of the ocean,
You waited for the chance
That could bring midnight alive,
But but in vain.

All's left was
The shadow of an unloving star,
Destitute and barren.

So it is like when I met her.

So it is like.

She smiled
When I turned away.
Written by
Dennis Go
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