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id="f230">Our lives setting rest, gentle waters, warming breath we are living dreams.</p><p id="2021">copyright <a href="undefined">CMad Poet</a> 2021</p><div id="75b7" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/attic-of-doors-1af567efe213"> <div> <div> <h2>Attic of Doors</h2> <div><h3>When you’re feeling trapped, there is more than one exit.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*wIOy9P0wGMOnJwF
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Walk in shadow’s guard, surround Heaven’s jewel star, await darkness, sleep.
Day’s end on a pyre, memories scorched with desire, await morning light.
Our lives setting rest, gentle waters, warming breath we are living dreams.
copyright CMad Poet 2021
