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Secret Night

Secret Night

Not a whispered sound
or the soft touch of
a breeze on the skin
A gentle murmuring
of angels never to be heard
on this dark night of sin

Walking blindly
towards nothing but black
each step an arduous mile
Stumbling at a fallen log
Confused and bearings lost
Stopping to rest for a while

Dawn breaks in the distance 
A sign of hope at last
Fear slowly relaxes its hold
Clarity found with passing seconds
Remnants of the previous night
will remain forever untold

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