After Midnight the Shark Bites A voice intrudes the darkness spites
With every thought death confirming it's there Denied in this
moment but a presence now shared In the early morning hours a raw
voice woke up inside me At its own pace, and delivering in paired
lines, it forced itself onto the page The words it spoke inside my
head, as couplets, came alive and danced To a music, only the early
morning hours could play
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