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darkness
darkness; sometimes things grow there-even blossom; some things may simply rest there-while hardly ever wanting to go out(me)
darkness; its double edges; where rest becomes sleep-the inevitable darkness- darkness where one's headed....
darkness.... it over takes the shades of grey-closed curtains embraced-they decorate the windows through the day.... sleep-the abyss....
wanting to be left down there-or called up-there's no stabled place in between to stay; darkness-it's deep; when I fall asleep-please, hold the dreams.... those never were my cup of tea....
darkness....it's deep.... the light blinds too easily....
darkness-maybe it's better when there's nothing to see....
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