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Sliding sidewards in a quagmire of syntax while the horizon of vocabulary and grammar dwindles.  A pitter-patter of footsteps peals through the melancholic taciturnity as those once bidden dissipate into the void.  Hands poised o’er unresponsive keys, space become a blade I seek to devour to escape the inescapable hush.

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~Morgan~

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Original Artwork by:  Lunagraph – DeviantArt