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goodnight, You
nothing
to say
out of words
nothing sane
still i write
fill the void
out of spite
glare in black
imagination flare
see what i lack
now drift along
bare paths
bits of song
glow that spreads
up to heaven
can't be dead
empty again
lost in dark
cannot bend
broken in two
nothing to say
goodnight, You. |
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