Selections from Darkness Is A Thief

I dare to speak of the dead
To my other self
I spoke of the dead
And made no judgement

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My solitude hides
Beneath the earth
Who shall turn me
To my right side

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Where the morning meets with my voice
By the shore of cries
Remember there is no suicide
Allowed in these calm and cool waters

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The night is dark
My skin is dark too
The moon reflects
Upon the potato gardens

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In a public square
Prayers are lighter
Than sighs

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Life lasts
Only a wink of
An eye