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Poe never met my little friend,

yet he spoke of death all around.

Night came at me and left me 

insane.

Albeit it gave me not so much

and comforted me in my solace

and loved me the same.

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Into that night,

where I am not alone,

when the wind howls

where all of me breaks,

while the sky breeze plummet

into staccato shores.
Then I’d know at midnight,

only it’s veil

drops and my land chills

till the morning night come.