Day into Night

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The night a drapery
Falling so gently
The shadows gaining sight

The bones all stir
Leaves so curled
The moon gives chilly life

The stones all 'round
Grin from the ground
The nightmares that of the child

The leaves so crisp
How they crackled, hissed
Awoke to a world so dim, so mild.

—Day into Night
  Ashley Fern
  01/06/2017

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