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 A Midnight Flurry
Calm blackness broken by bitter bits of white.
A purity so unfamiliar, stealing the comforts of night.
Statements bodly calling each out by name.
The wildness of this world for but a moment is tame.
Triumph and tradgedy presented equal in the dark.
Hidden, forbidden, stirring the unsettled heart.
Presented before us, the most unlikely scene,
These two as one, both dirty and clean.
-Hannah

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You\'re very gifted, what a beautiful blessing.