I breathe in.
The cold night
Whirls around me,
Caressing my face.
The sky is black.
Black ink
Spilled
Across the sky.
Like words
Spilled across
A simple page,
It holds me.
Safety is
Here, of all places,
In the black night
Which is so
Terrifying
To others.
I look into
The deep pool
Of the sky,
And in darkness
I softly smile.
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