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Quiet morning

Everyone is asleep

Silence is salacious

Whose killer kisses weep

Lament lurking in the darkness

Memories seem so forgiving and sweet

Stillness surrounds an empty vessel

Thoughts continue, circle so incomplete

A kiss remembered from long ago

Hovers lightly soft discreate

How broken tears may fall, was it really love, at all?

Defeat

Much Love Much Life