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Strange Attraction

Beneath the wild surf
of numb desolation;
I feel her reaching out
across the abyss.
 
As the pendulum swings,
like the slow hand of death
into the muffled fret
of obscurity.
 
I lie awake
in the soft bosom of solitude,
feeling her touch
my distant soul.
 
Like a naked apparition,
conjuring love
through a prism
of pain.  
Written by Evocation
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