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Playing Cards In the Dark

I dream there is a burning fire and near the fire We play cards in the dark And in the dark we lose and we laugh And the black puddles of light Guide our thoughts As the folly of shadows and the constancy of loss Teaches us laughter. And so--- It is under darkness and crackling Flames that we drip blood And when we drip we love, and When we laugh we share ourselves.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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