i lay at night with whispers in my head as the snow rains down upon the grass glistening in the moonlight beneath the star lit sky, i dream awake but with my body in a slumber of his grizzly face and his red eye wonders.
yet, still i ponder over his smile that draws me in, again, and again. a death defying tale is where he is from a deep and dark hole and a soul? he has a ton, but none are his.
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