Silent night
Precious silence in my bed disturbed by yet another storm where light meets the eye while angry voices from Heaven cry. Precious silence in my head why feel I disturbingly alone? Bedside light low yet bright. Premonitions of ancient battles fill my thoughts on this ever silent night.
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leigh
just someone who loves playing with words...
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