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a flick of a switch
and darkness crept into each corner of the room,
tracing each surface
and caressing each crack
until each speck of dust
breathed in black.
a slight sigh
left her lips
and hung momentarily in the air -
feelings
that seemed so effervescent in the day
dissipated swiftly
as soon as they came.
and soon
shadows intertwi...
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