The Bright End

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Midnight, the sky, thick
With black clouds that
Block out the stars
Yet this charming melancholy
Somehow won’t outlast
The madness and tragedy
Deep inside

A single thought
So our lives end and begin
A thousand world’s
Forever lost in a breath
Diving into endlessness

Shattered in the wind
Cold lips that sing no more
Regretful eyes, which
Lie upon the dim moon
With clouds yawning
In the distance and
The sky, forever quiet
Reaching the bright end

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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