in woods upon a moonless night
I lose myself
and just before the dark sets in
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Entire things must be having something to do with love.Woods, dark, hush, nothingness, trap, muteness, . as if someone is asking to be absolutely lonesome and still more lonesome.All sensory inputs are being taken away.CAnnot see, cannot hear, cannot talk, So please try to recollect everything..
Life seen poetically, that is as from the point of eternity.A great perception, Barry.