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They came again last nightThey came again last night.They came again last night
They usually do, on nights like those, where the darkness is closer.
It smoked and slithered and closed in and they came.
They whispered, like the blink of an eye or the beat of a butterfly’s wing, and I could hear them. They hinted and shivered and twisted and I could almost imagine I could see them, told myself I could see them, right there. At the edge of the darkness.
Their words tumbled like blocks around my room, around my mind, I don’t know. Tumbled clumsily, heavy with meaning, yet meaningless. Ghosts of thought.
by ~electricnightmare44
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