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At rest in the quiet,
falling into the dark,
fading into shadows ablur
with the mists of dream…

Faltering into the embrace of one’s undoing —
Breaking into the tired pieces of one’s person —

There is no better sleep
than that which pulls you waking,
than that which overtakes you,
like the setting of the sun.

Poet; writer of imaginative fiction; lover of works of ancient wisdom and myth, explores the intersection of wisdom, poetry and imagination. Follow @CaelanRowan

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