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Drifting
Author: Shadow of Night
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Drifting
drifting, she walks along the empty street
not quite sure what she is searching for
the dark windows reflect pieces of her past
fleeting moments that will never come again
some show broken dreams
and others fulfilled
but all reflect her
she is not sure she likes what she sees
but it is her
in all her dark and painful glory
and she cries
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Peace in the Hunt
Author: Shadow of Night
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Peace in the Hunt
in solitude of pulsing night
the other side of glass
calls out
in children's voices
swathed in gypsy colors
hidden in their words of friendship
lie demands of sacrifice -
the sacrifice of what they fear:
black, silent, solitude.
the glass at the edge of the light
protects me once again
as I turn away and join my brothers just in view
and without words
we begin the hunt
for truth, reality, freeedom
love.
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