Dear tomorrow,
I give way to the crackling stars beneath my eyes.
The even mix of light and darks,
They beckon me into dreams.
Lowering my head,
Embraced and enraptured.
Your silence holds a symphony,
Shifting earth's calls.
Hold your beat for the dancing trees.
Your kingdom is the night,
You are the lullaby it sings to me.
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