I find myself lost
in the night,
without a Moon
to turn to.
Then I feel a hand
on my shoulder
and I feel like it's you
although
you are no longer with me
anymore.
Now I face
the night
without being afraid of tomorrow.
Poem (C): Me
“The Fate of Persephone” (C): Walter Crane
“Chill October” (C): Hohn Everett Millais
"Four Strings of Violin" (C): Edward Okun '
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