Darkness feels consumingA gloom hardens my heartThoughts creep inI find shadows flitteringDartingThey look like demonsI smell whiskey & tobaccoThe longest December nightSuspenseDreamingFight with all my mightI knowThere is a shadow to each light(omni luci est umbra)
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