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I relish the darkness of the night,
Its cloying blackness like a friend
who will not leave you till the end
and walks behind you, out of sight.
The solemn fading of the light
covers the cracks that will not mend.
I relish the darkness of the night,
it’s cloying blackness like a friend.
My life was always fresh and bright,
a silver sixpence, yet to...
Sunday 6th December 2015 12:43 pm
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