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EDGE OF DARKNESS

In the disappearing light.

Rapidly approaching night.

Darkness shrouding all it seems.

Suffering and tortured dreams.

Who'll be left to shed a tear

When the peoples reign has passed.

Who'll be left on an empty earth

To write an epitaph.

Who'll hear the passing cry

Through the silent depths of space

Who'll inherit the scant remains

And fill the vacant place.


© Copyright 2006 David O'Gradey
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EDGE OF DARKNESS

-Oil on canvas 30" x 48" (76cm x 122cm)

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