in the deep, dark night,
sitting on the chair looking out the window,
thinking about my dream.
what could see through the darkness
was only a silence.
suddenly something happened in mind.
wanted to grab a darkness.
opening the window,
a keen, dark wind rushed for my face.
“oh, don’t!”
but already in
looking around my space.
closing the window,
became calm.
at least it seemed.
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