I stand at the corner of night watching stars twinkling in the blue sky when silence creeps in like a soft-footed tiger.
Rivers flow in differently as if nothing has happened,and birds are safely perched in their nests for the night.
Images float in the air,fear lurks behind,and shadows merge into the upholstery of mercy. And it's not easy to contextualize
darkness with light. I just try to connect nothing with nothing with no real gain. But I must keep things whole again.
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