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All is Night
Everything’s shadows at moons height
Everything’s ink from my pens sight
All is dark, all is black
This is everything I wish I lack
Cloaked in clouds and hidden in eyes
Here is where we all say lies
Up where hearts touch
Although, I seem to have nothing of the such
A shield of whispers above my head
Wondering where in this universe I have been lead
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