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Night is A Forest of Black Formless Trees

If darkness can be subjectively a tree,
Then the night is a forest of formless black trees.
The dawn comes like a small camp fire
 that rages into an all consuming forest fire.
The whole forest of the night is soon gone.
Written by joegracegrace (Joe Grace)
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