the night

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the night dawned on her

it fell over her just as her jet-black hair fell over her face

it was her hiding place

It covered her face, her body, and her emotions

for no one asked, for no one cared

the night covered everyone of her darkest secrets

her depression

her pain

her deprivation

her past

the night hid her.

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