Pete's poems from the night.

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Upon the ground flowers bleed
A softly exhaled breath leaves
Aimlessly adrift a lifeless host
Lost about intangible dreams.

Solitude like a lifted veil
Relieved from a barren soul
No more a silence betrays
These eyes for love to behold.

This bird of spirit,liberated
Knows only but one direction
Toward the sun away from eyes
That show a dead reflection.