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November 8, 2009
The day reaches its winter,
its last minutes
in the sky. It hovers
as if to forestall the

The darkness, a
lethal opponent, reaches
to choke day. A struggle ensues,
sky burning blood red
with the last of day’s

With a lingering gasp,
the day sinks into oblivion
and dies.

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neverland said...
Nov. 29, 2009 at 8:32 am
wonderful! very majestic :) http ://teenink .com /poetry/free_verse/article/147175/opportunity/
mimi2.0 said...
Nov. 25, 2009 at 9:33 pm
simple and beautiful
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