at night death lies by my side like a shadow I dare not look but I imagine she is a spherical form of tiny black dots a dark mist in a slender human shape she reminds me a little of you when you're dark and as she lies there by my side and whispers of all we could create out of nothingness out of the coldest crystals from the farthest realms of the universe she places a splinter deep in a chamber of my heart with gentle insight then I try to hold close what is not of this world yet longs to be what does not yet exist but is just within me .
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