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Where does edge of darkness lie?

What is the price of one's victory?

Were you just a dream?

You said it makes you sad. Seeing things change.

Inhale, inhale, inhale. Step.

Time instances flashing through the stillness

Stretch your arm. Touch the Milky Way.

Give me your hand

Something else was in that warm early September air.

Today, another verse was born.