Bright Night

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Flower petals, float above my skin

The sweetness of nectar, I let soak in

For my soul is dull and dark as night

It makes me feel lonely and I often have frights

I feel lots of comfort surrounded by flowers

I lay in my garden, hours on hours

The colours dance around, colliding with my night

And suddenly my world became so bright

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