The night comes around at last.
The stars shine like luminous diamonds.
My heart swells and falls like a sea.
The two feelings urge yet repel me.
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Nearly a decade has melted away into,
The vast cruel sea of time.
From the bowels of obscurity, I found seemingly,
Insignificant troves of papers.
...
So a dream came to me late one night,
On swift silent raven's wings.
And it was of you, my bittersweet.
It was the first lovely encounter we had,
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Darkness is all that is felt.
The halls are silent and empty.
The innards of the black-stoned home,
Are dismal and depressing.
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Green, green, green...
Almost a paradise on Earth.
Birds chirp, nature's chorus.
Flies annoyingly buzz around my head.
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Autumn is a season.
It is a season in which things seemingly die.
It is a part of life and the planet itself.
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Autumn is the eternal state of my soul.
Everyday, I continue to wither and die.
The wings of the raven are my movement.
Grey skies line my retina.
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