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Dream Well
I do not stand on a cloud tonight.
Rather, I swaddle myself in warmth
And the familiarity of lonely stretches
Legs reaching to the edges of my bed.
Maniacal laughter has given way to sobs,
And tears have silenced into musing.
My eyes subtly burn, piercing the night,
As I give in to the sweet escape of my dreams.
Rather, I swaddle myself in warmth
And the familiarity of lonely stretches
Legs reaching to the edges of my bed.
Maniacal laughter has given way to sobs,
And tears have silenced into musing.
My eyes subtly burn, piercing the night,
As I give in to the sweet escape of my dreams.
Published 16th May 2021
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16th May 2021 12:23pm
Fight your demons in your nightmares to get into the light. Keep on writing.
