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Oct 2014
Sighs
fill the room
Twists
break the bed
Warm breath
on my neck
moonless days
and moonless nights
But there's still a light
Just one glint
much too bright
for me to see
And the river flows
the sounds too far
for me to hear
in the black darkness
some things are not what they seem to be
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