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Thursday, March 01, 2007

The Night of the Lonely

Still , silent and stubborn,
The darkness relentless,
Grips my soul, in clammy glee.

The Stark white snow is slowly melting away
The wavelets are back,
No longer scared frozen.

All my kin are here
Each in its own silent domain
Each wondering in eternal silence

As we of the dark always do,
What the others are upto.
That is the way of life in the land of the lonely

Lonely and unwanted,
Mostly fondling dreams,
Everlasting dreams.

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