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Nov 2014
Night, the sky is at times brightest.
Cries, the loudest.
Clowns can be funniest,
darkness may flourish,
unrestrained by sight.
in still, needs are fed
unseen, waterfalls
of poetic creativeness crash and flow between
streaming, down rocks, down dreams.
Plays, romances
are written.
Life, is renewing by rest. Or dark seeing.
Days are awaiting,
in the darkness
wordvango
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