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Human

Raindrops fell upon
my window. Blurring faces outside until
they were a mural of colors open to
interpretation. An abstract painting
I never cared to see. Sorrowfully,
I remember the smile that
crept upon my lips one night, When
I was a epic tale and they were
only shadows.
I cannot escape the spirits.
I cannot be saved from sinking.
This shall pass in time. But in the
day the sunlight shines
upon me, in the night
I am a star within
a constellation.






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