'twas midnight's call
that I heard,
it must have been bad
to avoid that fall.
'twas midnight's grace
that I felt,
over my heart
as I departed from that other place.
'twas morning's shades
that embraced me,
when I cried,
sleeping tight, engulfed in the nightmares of the chosen path
fearing my other selves horrid wrath
there I lied
till morn
but even now
awaken
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