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Night of February twenty sixth of two thousand sixteen

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

Is it terrifying like a new graveyard

– beating pangs across spilt clouds?

Or is it really just a shattered glass

in the sky’s Sahara blue heart?

Only one thing alive to see

beauty being just to be;

pity.

     

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