
AS i wach the last rays of sunlight flee from the onset of night casting the world in twilight. I watch as the shadows come from hiding to play and dance across the new born night, and as i watch them i wonder why? why are people so terrified of them and as they grow in size to create in which i have so despretley longed. the only remaining light is that cast by the moon and stars, not the harsh…
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