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Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Lest We Sleep, Nocturnal Asylum

It was on that fateful night
When the phantoms flew near
And on this careless night flight
They did not what ears could hear

They stole the dreams of those ‘sleep
Asleep under their covers
For they stripped the gold mine deep
And too they caped their lovers

Those awake, they did not hearken
The scream-less horror then
For these loved the light darken
And then awake, always safe

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