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The Eve

The warm night air surrounds
my cold heart.
The loud locust fills
my silent ears.
The brilliant moon shines on
my blind eyes.
The obnoxious mosquito pricks
my numb skin.
The musty air invades
my plugged nostrils.
The song of the night is in
my mute throat.

(I wrote this in 1990)

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On Wednesday November 8th, 2006, Mord (47) writes:

A wish of nothingness. If so then I have had this same wish my sweet, though it is slow coming, no?

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