writing piece 1 : dark stars

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I stand alone in the dark of the night
the stars shone  brighly
thing needlessly left behind.

The souls of the broken
the souls of the lost still duel of what was
once lost.

The clouds and stars hang over the
dimly lit house.

the shattered glass of the dinner
that was once last.

For the heart still lasts of the once
small child...

For the dark stars still shine bright...

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