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I can taste the marsh.
It feels like death across my lips.
Wandering out into the dark,
I hope there's more than this.
Masterful crickets compose their ballads
all around me as I stroll.
Brushing aside the innocent plantlife,
I feel ennui has taken it's toll.
This search so empty,
has lead me here.
A place of muck, of dread,
and fear.
I thought I saw a glimmering light.
I thought I'd chase it here.
But again I'll suffer a fate so trite,
the light's departed while I am near.
My legs give out beneath me,
my stomach feels so weak.
I drop upon the tempid earth
I simply long to speak.
Instead I offer up scream,
and look toward the sky.
Yet my lament is silenced
when the clouds go drifting by.
There above the branches
where no other eyes can see.
I glimpse the technicolor lights,
they have returned to me!
------ "God grant me distraction."
-Zampano
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