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Title: In Dreams Author: cynthiabaldwin
In dreams, we are. Dawn breaks and rises - The curve and shape of time Underneath long days. We searched until there was only searching left, The distances between us Obliterated at every turn - Every dirty twist of fate, Drawing out the spaces between words. At this strange hour, everything changes. In dreams, we are. The night lights up and pours itself in - Holy water at our altar of fire and dust, Some wild secret alive in the dark like a ghost. There is a certain kind of grace found in silence, The listing stars above us hollow and distant. We are tragic and separate, Crowned and condemned like royalty in exile. Take heart - Our courage is infinite. In dreams, we are. It is inevitable now - In that moment of absolute darkness, The shadow dies - And we remain the same. Slow is how it goes, And how this all will end. Comments on "In Dreams"
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