A pallid night, a void's umbral reign,
Emptiness, a phantom, claimed the lane.
A dirge of noir, a melancholic strain,
Echoes, sepulchral, whispered in the rain.
The phantasmal memory, a haunting pain,
The keloid scars, where shadows still remain.
A thunderous hush, a silence stark and deep,
The vise of anguish, where dark tendrils creep.
A preternatural dread, secrets to keep,
The cerulean sky,...
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