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Blackest
I wish the walls would tumble
and the days would end
Want the sun to set
into the sand
No more rays shine on-
this vacant land
The stars would brighten
night’s bright band.
I need to moon to linger
and erase all light
When day becomes
a most painful blight
For when dark is dimmest
and dawn a curse-
my fate seems dullest
within the hearse.
Published 28th May 2023
| Edited 30th May 2023
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