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from now

let daylight

blossom

darkness

is but

a happy dream

in the eyes

of the mistrustful

hiders tremble

fiercest

every moment

at dawn's arrival

fearful

that their ugly secrets

will be exposed

the secrets themselves

saturate me

with

their vague scent

still

I refuse to remain

amongst the scent of

secrets

as I am

and shall always

endeavor to be

truth's own

fondest

lost sister...........

(Jan. 6, 2000)