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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2221987
To be one with darkness
The night sky was his skin.
The moon in his face he was draped in stars.

Dusk-born. Shadow-wreathed.
A man of twilight and gloom, amongst the owls, moths, and slugs.

He was nothing but a part of everything.
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