7:37 pm, May 11, 2005
outside dims out as the moon rises
another chance to look over free spirits
curtains make ghostly shapes
a view superstitious people make
crawling in their skins, not knowing when to end
cobwebs glisten in the moonlight
as an ephemeral being gazes out of the window
wondering where everybody is
stuck in solitude within concrete walls
with much time in her hands
but nothing much to do
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