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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Twilight finally at rest peace serenely blanketing. Singing of the ticking timepiece, patter at the stillness. High-pitch sound of quiet lingering insanely. Hour’s transient, expressions of a book, devours the mind. Unexpectedly, the eye catches a dim glimpse of light. Pages of paragraphs being digested, luminosity disregarded. Light grows more intense, as if the attention is desired. The head turns, to reveal the absolute of oblivion. Eyes scan, searching for clarification of raison d'être. From the other eye, stronger flashes of light witnessed. Frenetically spiraling, panic proves the motionlessness. Psyche begins to wonder, if it was merely hallucination. Shrugging of the nonexistence, paragraphs are now chapters. Droning of twilight, deafening. Every noise pronounces. Phobia swiftly changes to sleepiness. Exhaustion takes over. Vibrant joie de vivre changes to profound hues of black. Room turns chilly. Hair on the nape of the neck stands on end. Disturbing the intellect with fear. Trickery of darkness scurries by. Once again the eyes scrutinize, revealing absolutely nil. Sub-consciousness informs slumber to take control. High pitch sound of quiet, still lingering insanely. Patter of stillness, sings from the ticking timepiece. Peace serenely blanketing. Finally at rest, is twilight?
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