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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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