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ECLIPSE Suddenly the black circle forms an unnatural darkness all around birds choke themselves in mid-cry stillness makes an eerie sound.
A werewolf takes an icy hold and madness reigns supreme shrill voices make their bold foray and its scary even to dream.
It is then their gallop starts wild horses run amok again mouths working up a dry froth their hooves pounding my brain.
Writhing in servile agony powerless to stop their greed I wait for the raven to fly for the raging fever to recede.
Amidst the mayhem, a tear falls its salt showing a milky way the terror of the night is cleansed and sunlight heralds a bright new day.
~Bittersweet~
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