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like an avalanche
the last
outlines
of the
snow peaks
would soon
have to
wait
while the
lazy dark
hung motionless
in my
dying vision,
the last
breath
near sleep
like an
avalanche
is all
the motion
i remember,
the night
crashing
over me
completely.
outlines
of the
snow peaks
would soon
have to
wait
while the
lazy dark
hung motionless
in my
dying vision,
the last
breath
near sleep
like an
avalanche
is all
the motion
i remember,
the night
crashing
over me
completely.
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