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#nightisthedeathofday
Night is so silent Blackness so cold. With a whisper I shatter All that had grown old. Sunset is peaceful Silence is bliss But when that is gone There is a gaping abyss. Coldness surrounds me As dark as black death I give up for Night is the day’s death.
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Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 6:21 AM UTC
N I G H T