Threads of night break to the dawn
Dreams fall away; soon to be gone
Fragments remain, tinting the day
Held tightly before they slip away

Coldest morning; shivering light
Safe and warm torn from the night
But life is calling us from the deep
Until once again we may find our sleep

Stoic Poetry


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