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and the darkness was my deepest confidante.
The sounds of the night played softly in my ear
like raindrops
separated only by the prstine spaces
between the clouds.
And the wind softly blew,
reminding me that
an eternity of cool darkness
separates this obsidian perch
and that umbrella burst of light.
But i am content to walk in darkness,
cold & silent;
my vague dread of dawn
evelopped in my silvan longing
For this sublime, endless night.