The night dreams
The running out of breath
Puffing hard away from the unknown
The images blurry souls running free
The screams in the night
As the dreams unfold weary sight
Under the hidden camouflage
Calling for help
The hand reaches out
For the lonely soul in the dark
Pulling it out of darkness
The sight comes delight
The waking hour
The dreams forget
Some recall
Others just disappear
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