sitting and watching the grazing sun harsh upon my eyes as it starts its fading desent down past the mountains. The moon not yet high in the sky as the water moves softly onto the shore the crashing waves threating to wash everything away. The stars appear one by one each sparkling as bright as the rest the dark winds blow across the midnight fields of green a lonely shadow with my name on it forever becons to me. My forever darkness is not love, it is not passion, It is My Protection and My comfort from everything that hates me for what i am and who i will become.
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