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Sunday 8 January 2017

Poem: Past the Witching Hour




It is past the witching hour 
As night draws deeper 
Into the blanket of mystery 
That surrounds my 
Un-still mind now, heavy lids 
But feels not the warm embrace of Morpheus. 

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