"Untitled," by Rachel Storey
Here in silent chaos
Where darkness hurts my eyes
Through starlit skies of brightest day
A wingless dreamer flies
On winds of hope and fantasy
Through sea and earth and storm
Like sparkling bits of nothing
My sleepless dreams are borne
And will I find the answers
To questions I don't know?
Shadows of formless fears haunt me
Everywhere I go
Now the dark has come to claim me
With claws of brightest light
My dreams escape, and I awake
And fall into the night
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