Dream Note N.8

Mark this as a new dawn,

where joy hatches out from chapters of despair.

As my ghost returns at each misty morn,

my love grows beyond my bodily lair.

Yet again you have haunted me in my frailest hours,

where darkness intoxicates the bitter air.

You have brought me the sweetest flowers,

keeping my soul from the unfeeling flares.

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