holding on to the night

She has learnt to hide her tears well
In the darkness of the night, she does dwell
Upon dreams that refuse to go away
Recurring in the unconsciousness of slumber
Her body quiescent, mind percipient
A vagary of fantasy spills forth, in the
hypnosis of the physique the mind takes
A catnap from reality, dormant desires rationalize
their way into the intellect of the waking mind.
She is on a chimerical journey
Not filled with delusions or illusions
flying to places where feet or fate cannot carry
A penchant for letting her thoughts roam
A reverie broken by the speculation of a new day.

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