Darker Solitude
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there is such heavy quietness.....
not even the sigh of a breath
just as the lung collapses again
there is that one hope dawning:
thought, is darkest, they say
just before the break of day
there isn't more than one heart
not even the murmur of a beat
just a singular knowing inside
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I wrote this just recently for a writing friend, Matt, who is going through a bit of a rough patch. Hang in there mate, Ricky.
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This poem was written by Frederick Kesner on May 21, 2006.
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