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Each begins the same

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tarazkp
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Each begins the same


The night sky fell dark and deep
as the stars turned on one by one.
And in a fit-filled, fevered sleep
dreams of new possibility begun.

Taking breath with eyes shut tight
toward monsters behind the door.
Yet even when removed from sight
fear grips the heart evermore.

To nightmare dreams may fast turn
and drive brave to cowering shell.
Control comes in the power to learn
experience own still if owned hell.

Taking charge of life's worst dream
to know what means fully fought.
Waking in the mid of midnight scream
and the costs of hard lessen taught.

The light comes on before the dawn
while the stars are still shining bright.
And with stretch and wide the yawn
another starts with promise of might.


Taraz
[ a Steem original ]


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