bells toll... bears yawning... mystic is calling... candle glow faded... smudge has dazzled... dragon's breath has flown... tarot has rolled its dice to the perhaps... lights are renounced... I hear my breath... my heartbeat... I feel my toes wiggle... the body rolls... the warmth of fabric consumes... the cosmos awaits the flight of angel with sword and the magic of the trembling exuberant heart... the ever present consciousness and the awaiting ship of sleep and the hope for dawn to be love... nigh nigh the sword bearer whispers...
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