Twilight
S Sally Plumb Plumb
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Turn your eye
and don't look back,
the littered past
is long and black.
A twisted key?
A twisted lock?
A twist of fate...
a mental block?
An ever cautious
mind moves on,
translates, then darkens,
thrives upon
its own oppression
deep and stark,
yet yearning for
the lively spark.
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