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While the earth sleeps.

And the darkness, holds back the thrall.

What else to do, but break the silence.

Seek out the dead.

Lonely words, that echo, in the night!

So I’ll find a Viking.......or three,

and I’ll have drink.

I’ll rouse my brothers.

To drown my blues......

Ragnarök is a long way off.

But then, so is the dawn.

The walls, hold my secrets!

My heart, holds my pain.

My love has gone.

Destiny awaits, unresolved !

I’ll roll the dice, with death.

I’ll play, his fickle game.

Until I sleep, the sleep, of.

Sleeps

 

I’m awake once again

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©18 November 2020 - 5:43am — giajl
18 November 2020 - 6:44am — allets
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The Sleep Of Sleeps

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  • Hello old penner. It was a welcome surprise to see these written words, so solemn, so true. There's a song lryic by The Main Ingreident that goes "I want to make you glad..." That came to mind reading about continuings, waitings, and endings. I was thinking less than half an hour ago: What if the afterlife is worse? Then I stopped blaming and reaffirmed - I  not done YET! Young folks have vim, hormones, future and, like us in our teens to twenties to sixties, live now as if it will remain now. 
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  • So many gone, going to be gone - we count hours that evolve into months and ponder the when and how, almost with hope. Pain arrives in all sizes, all flavors with histories attached and bravery is redefined and we wonder at that.
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  • Keep wondering, like a lure pullin us and pain into tomorrow. I understand and add fear to pain and say hello to the inevitable. Old soldiers of vivid wars that take on depth and hue, too often red. I know what you know. 
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  • The song ends: "But your eyes look down and your smile is sad . . . I want to make you glad." 
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  • Stella L. Crews
  • 11-17-20
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