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Once my words
Were locked away
The sun sunk low
And the skies went grey
I rotted away
My passion lost
My voice, a stringless harp
My heart, an empty husk
In this bleak time
I hid myself away
Waiting for words
To spring up again
And that tide
Of beautiful black ink
Turned my skies
A rosy pink
Dawn & Dusk 
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