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Day Day is plain By night My matter transforms Becoming ascendant Day Day is so plain By night I become someone else Take my real form Day is the suffocation By moonlight my constricted lungs are briefly fixed The writer scratches a note to their side, She moves through day to the night like bright lightning on the somber sky.
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 1:35 AM UTC
The Drama of Miriam Marcus: A Somber Sky
Day Day is plain By night My matter transforms Becoming ascendant Day Day is so plain By night I become someone else Take my real form Day is the suffocation By moonlight my constricted lungs are briefly fixed The writer scratches a note to their side, She moves through day to the night like bright lightning on the somber sky.
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 1:35 AM UTC
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