good night to All

sun trickles away 

as Moon melts and drips from the sky.

eternal soldiers of Light stand guard on 

a Dark canvas, speckled white. 

 

Beauties and horrors those ancient beings have seen.

Nightfall brings about Mystery; endless possibilities

and Limitless sight, compared to ours.

time we Rest is the time they Rise.

 

Carried on an ancient wave

into a universe of inky black unconscious

fragments of Memory flicker

Spinning around and around.

Orbiting your open mind and

Your inward looking eyes.

 

Cursed to piece together memories

To relive them once again.

Fuzzy, yet seemingly Clear

But in the end, Forgotten.

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