Let's fade into the
Glorious bright lights of the
Everlasting night.
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Haiku
Poetryseventeen syllables can say a lot. [ note : I started writing this when I was fifteen and going through this "phase", so be forewarned about the immense cringe that lies inside. ]
twelve
Let's fade into the
Glorious bright lights of the
Everlasting night.
