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In Space In Time

This trip, I can't get it...Dark!

I mean,

Black pitch, shadowy figurines,

That I can't touch

I can't hear!...But those tambourines,

To find a beginning...

Or to find the end...Since when?

Traveling!

Who the hell got me,

Into this?

Only mist I see!

Going back, fear this dark,

Return me!...From daylight!

I, no like,

Black, dark, fright,

Hear them!

Bells, ding, dong!...My place!

Don't belong.

By: Juli Monat

Copyright (c) 2012

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