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| Reprieve by � kanee The eternal torments of the night bring swirling mists and torturous lists of regrets... and the anguish of horizons just out of my reach. Ceaseless, lonely, icy voids fan longing fires in secreted lairs of whimsy... with the promise that tomorrow just brings more of the same. Agony... plead I for robin�s song in shadows peach on sparkling beach, for the sun's rise... for the reprieve of mornings light to bring the peace I seek. So that at last... I sleep |
