Broken Night of Dreams.

by Ian G Graham.

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Last night I dreamt my soul

grew wings and took

flight.

 Abandoned me to perch up high  

upon a shelf all

night.

 Then it realized its own loneliness.

And to chance per curse in timelessness.

 A void.

 But worse did come…

 It fell from the shelf in my dark cold room

and shattered into a million tiny pieces.

And then I opened my eyes.

 

 

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