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Perennial Night

I moved to perennial night

I am calm and usually alone

I speak a foreign language to foreigners. Here I speak

Their language although it is not my own

Forever colored lights in the distance give me some hope though

I am partially blind in the dark.

Come find me. I am as close

As your fingers. My heart

Rhythms like yours

Even as I am hidden

I am easy to find

I could be you

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