My Night

This cool night lays rest among the dead,
Their faces, crumbling in the reflection.
Seen, unseen…
Laughter fading,
An owl, a night, a desperate cry.
Seeking the dammed to remain in the night,
Falling, longing, I hope for the light.
To see past the darkness that fades my sight.

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