it's like juggling chain saws, blindfolded
When fate calls and your time goes thin
You just wait, watch. Find moments
Never really realize the precious, eerie feel ties
Into history. A lit sequence, I miss deeply
Blip streaming. Sometimes I just skip evenings
Quit dreaming, trick meaning. Glory inept
Sorry I slept. Now this only way for me to vent
The only ending this story excepts.
It dies disguised, storing the depth
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"black as midnight..black as pitch
blacker than the soul of the foulest witch"
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