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a quite night out on the shifting sand
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X - Files when the moon rises and the sun fades
she creeps in my mind as she does every night
the day ends in the mohave as the fire maiden
paints this night's sunset
blue skies give way to yellows , oranges an reds
indigo slowly turns to pitch black
leaving the stars to shine brighter here than anywhere
I've ever been
looking up at the stars under the desert sky
the soul is laid bare
other than the haunting voices I swear I hear in the wind
no sound comes forth to comfort the loneliness felt
then again I wasn't expecting to find salvation
from her or my sins
just a quite night out on the shifting sand
~ D Donner ~
