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No, I am not ok! 

I am an inky abyss—a tangle of twisting trails open-and- shut before my eyes, Cottony dawns draw nigh, bottomless nights …

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MIDNIGHT MUSINGS

  Amidst the still, silent sky, suddenly a gush of glitter appears, ‘n through a rent in the sky, the …

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