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The Night

I cried at the sunset
I screamed at the moon
I cursed at the wind
I whimpered in the night
I fell to my knees in the damp midnight grass
The wind was calm but the dark was relentless
I demanded and begged at the nothing in the night
"Why," I simply whispered to the wind
Maybe at the time I seemed crazy but I knew just who I was yelling at and what I wanted
I screamed again
I struck the ground
I demanded and begged at the nothings in the night
that if they could take her...
they can take me too.



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