Night

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My heart beats

a thunderous drum

booming through my veins

in the rythm of the night

drawing me in

urging me to stand

pushing me to fight.

Sing, my soul,

bring the fire in

let it soothe the spark

I fail to find

my mind goes blank as

the melody  ensnares

my restless mind.


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