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May 2018
Smokey whispers awaken my spirit
In the middle of the night

A somber hope arises in the atmosphere
In the middle of unconsciousness

Dainty aspirations reach out
As I pull them in

The fear is obsolete
Despair is no longer mine

I give in sans contemplation
And I fly high
Into darkness
written 7 May 2018.

by The Lenora.

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The Lenora
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