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In the darkness of the Night
The stars were many.
She wore them in her eyes,
To be seen in the darkness.
A darkness that had no end.
Cold air chilled the living.
Death was out that night.
Like a breeze of fresh air.
She wore them in her eyes,
To be seen in the darkness.
A darkness that had no end.
Cold air chilled the living.
Death was out that night.
Like a breeze of fresh air.
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