December 2, 2011
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In and upon the hall which I sat,
Contemplating as the hours grew late.
Darkness thickened, enveloping the hall
Piece by piece, as though a puzzle.
Rain pattered continuously against the windows,
Like an army sieging a fortress.
I watched carefully; the light that flickered shadows
That twisted and spun like the shapes and parts of a lifetime,
Always to be devoured by the blackness…

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