Language of the Dark
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here in the temple's twilight when worn phrases seem transparent
and the songs of life we meant to share had not been understood
the sun declines all explanation, and there's little left to say
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For Nette's Contest: "Temple of Life"
By Carrie Richards 5/7/14
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2014
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