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Monday, 22 August 2016

Poem: Desirable Darkness

Once upon a time, 
I used to misunderstand darkness, 
Fearinng it, shunning its comfort; 
Seeing in its abyss nothingness, 
And I had thought, 
That it was my enemy. 

I now know the its allure, 
How thoughts come alive in darkness, 
Embracing it, enjoying its solace; 
Visions come to mind and eyes, 
And I now know, 
That it is my nemesis... 

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