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It hides deep within us, A stranger lurking behind a veil, It emerges at will, seizing the moment, We become mere puppets on strings. It’s the night that encroaches upon the day, A dusk that awakens its hidden elements. December 27, 2024.

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Date: 12/31/2024 1:18:00 AM
Great poem, congratulations
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Date: 1/2/2025 5:29:00 AM
Thank you, Terry. I'm honoured.
Date: 12/30/2024 7:17:00 PM
L6 seems to hinder the flow a bit... The word elements is surprising or not so poetic... or perhaps even removing ITS helps the flow: "A dusk that awakens hidden elements."
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Date: 1/2/2025 5:28:00 AM
Thank you, Line, for the constructive comments. I appreciate it a lot. It's an honour.

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