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Mystic Midnights (Poem)

Updated on June 5, 2014

None compares to the night sky

The vast highness longed for,

Embodied by heavens and mysteries,

Exuding elegance by existence

Whilst I inhale its embrace.

Night that's always anticipated

Also doubted, feared, unwanted.

Liberating, from my beast being

To love's kept undaunted,

Though all's sweet and toxic.


How do midnights make you feel?

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