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"LE NOIRCEUR DE RIEN"

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Methinks
My Soul grows hollow as it sinks
Into darkness while it shrinks

Then,
Now,
I cannot see
The dwindling shimmer
As Light draws back and falls dimmer

I cannot see
The faint
Faint
Glimmer
Of a notion (an inkling)
Of a twinkling
Star…..

This expanse
Is my environ
And that environ
Is Empty





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