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The night so condescending.
Her frailty,
His lesson.
The silence,
That crystal tear,
An ethereal murky,
Fluorescent tremor,
The descending haze.
The night so condescending,
The shrouded smile,
An averted gaze,
A hushed demeanor.
Her trial never-ending.
About the Creator
Adam B
I've known since I was in the 3rd grade that I wanted to be a professional, full-time author. Although, I've won a few small writing competitions here and there, I have quite a long way to go.
One Unchecked Box
"Republished" because it was the only way to add the embed for the newly recorded audio version of this story due to the Top Story badge. Plus it serves as a nice, informal announcement of the podcast's revival for another season (go subscribe!):
By Stephen A. Roddewig3 days ago in Fiction
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