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Night Before

The night before,
the sky went dark.
The moon disappeared,
the stars dissolved.
The night sounds faded,
And the trees hushed.

I was afraid, fear creeping along my skin. The cold hand of inevitability, tracing the veins up my neck. The air went still and the taste of it turned sour.

Past events whizzed through my mind. The mistakes I had made, the triumphs I’ve had. It all played like a horror movie before my eyes.

Fear took hold of me and I felt sick.
But you were there, at the end of it all. Reassuring me that this had to happen. The world would be brand new.

So there we stood, at the end and the beginning of all things.

Waiting for the void to swallow us whole.

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