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Quick whispers in quiet night,
This stretch of time that has no end.
Too fast this whimsy flight.
Shifty shadows down halls descend.
Only candle flutters dim.
Drafty disturbances of cold.
Something whispers of stories grim,
And tales yet untold.
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Copyright © Seline Elaina | Year Posted 2010
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