Seem so dark. Without words. Motionless in the dark of night. In the middle of the night.

''Keep quiet baby keep quiet.''

Drunk. Loud laughter. Sarcasm. Coloring the dark of night. Until you feel it's all too dark for you. 

Only the sound of leaves fly. Only there are fireflies that accompany it. Far. Far away. 

The wound isn't always inviting tears. Sometimes hidden in the wound. Not always the darkest. So keep quiet, baby. 

Elegy. 

Beauty.

Motionless.

14 years.

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