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Did I Lock The Sun Out ? Or Is It That I Locked Myself In ?

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city in blackout,

candles tear out, pure aura

remembered seldom

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This post is an entry in Haiku Challenge for April 2012 at Haiku Heights. The prompt being ‘aura’.

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