could b re ak
the
likewise, the darkness
could create the same mes
s
abird could call me ,
and i'd feel the same,
repossessing that same thought,
from a childhood day
my imagination has built up for me
days of grim stories
compiled into
one
evening
that's why
i'm not
sle
ep
ing
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