Shadows consume my anima,
into blackness went light,
mass on mass,
Ignite the night.
I see you breathe
between the particles,
then I see your death,
an empty pond.
Without faith you leapt,
Little Frog,
into the shadows.
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To Chet
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Poor Chet. I don't know Chet but he is reminding me of the well and the frogs I heard in a story a long time ago.
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Ooh, chilling. "I see you breathe/ between the particles" is a beautiful line. I liked it, nice write. =)


