Black lake

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Boiling and simmering
Swelling and festering
Testing
The waters still to hot
Before dawn I must make an entrance
Before sunset I must make my exit
Run and hide
Starve and find
Does it all come down to this?
A final miss
One last kiss
The dark lake stands before me
Swallowing any light
Do or die?

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