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After Midnight’s Deeper Sleep


Closer to midnight

I fret.

Sensing that soon - this search must end

There will not again be the choice

This quest - must pass to another.


Even now.

Seeing that my reckoning

Having not happened 

This darkening - must once again be left to be

Happily, un-done!


So now - 

May yet give me a way

Free to speed - to let

Tired grip slip mercifully, silently

Towards even deeper...



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