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[title] => Hushed
[time] => 2016-04-10 17:34:13
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[bodytext] => To the left, a way out it waits for me
To the right a torturous demise, it too fascinates.
In my sights I have reveled at the brink of a starving sea
In your eyes twilight’s misty fringe, it radiates.
I come undone at the lack of permanence,
not nearly as when you wince at me, among our bleary dance.
Wild is this untamed beast, lions roaring bloody murder in the wild desert heat.
Silencing a glutton unavailingly would procure not a shroud of his decency.
Shouting out among him uncontrollably would denounce his very curiosity.
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