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Hide and Seek
This is different Eerie The winds have changed. The colors fade into a lifeless, chalky form, and all life disappears in a uniform fashion, as I stand at its edge, too scared to move. Even the sun plays hide and seek. And I've volunteered to play seeker. Who would have thought the sun was so gifted at playing, after all these years of willingly showing his face. And now I face off between the darkness and what's left of me. There's no rest for the rest of me. I lay resting in pieces. Rest In Peace One piece left - it stumbles in the dark. One piece, one part to play. It knows it's still in the game. It knows - To live in darkness among darkness requires little of us. But to seek the light, to create light among the darkness demands effort. So much effort These winds are changing, and the darkness encloses me as I watch the flowers, disposing of each petal, fade from my view. The sun wants to play hide and seek I can tell this one's going to hurt as I listen to the drum of my heart beat grow louder. I call out Ready or not, here I come!
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