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Dark.



Do you feel addicted to dark?
Like not the darkness in your mind,
But to the one seen at night,
The one that pours into your soul,
That which can never feel light.

Does it attract you?
A pull to unfold,
All your secrets,
That remain untold?
And trust the Moon
And its light,
And believe in it all,
Without fright?

That which saddens the heart,
But gives a lot of peace,
Deeper it goes into the memory,
And unwinds all that lies waiting, 
For you to look at it once,
Before forgetting and regretting.

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