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Poem: Dark Night

Dark Night

Our identity 
Are we a mystery?
To Ourselves 
Which part of us is sitting on the shelf 

There’s a green ball 
Stare at it and enthral
Still sat on the shelf 

Watch the ball increase 
Imagine who you would like to meet 
Enter into the realm of the gods 
Can you see, who belongs to your squad?

Can you see
Who is there to help thee?
Welcome their light 
It’s time to shift out of your dark night 
Written by Zoe Langman 17th March 2023 
A stripped floor

Stripped of Pleasure

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