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pale dawn looms

starry shades deceive eyes

blinking, uncertain day begins.



green, fresh deception

silver lined blades cut deep

how long is this walk?



evening a silhouette

rotting fruit smell suffocates

am I near my home?



I see her

happy to see me

she beckons me to follow.



I run fast

faster and faster

she is waiting joyously.



I hug her

and hold her closely

and tears of joy wake me up.



I found life

though for a short while

now it is death, sans Daphne...