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There is a
Dark Spot in
the Twilight


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The Peep
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Dead Stars


 

There was an instant
in the infinity of time
when we illuminated the night
with the spectral effervescence
of a nebula.
We were boiling clouds of passion
entwined in a thunderous dance
of charged particles;
sparkling deliverance beyond
confines and limitations of mortality
into the ethereal bliss
of eternity.
Certain we would shine in unison
fueled by lust and desire
until all that we were returned
to all that we would become
in lives yet to be lived.
Now we hover in the cold
space between us.
Two dead stars
collapsing upon ourselves;
rolling restlessly
searching across a Universe
for the light we once were.


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