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Monday, March 04, 2013


Melody

Day meets night and an alteration of song from the border of time is heard
The ringing, ethereal harmony now pitched to coming night chimes in glassy notes
How could I be so senseless, sightless, deceived by the brighter melody of the day
For it sings softly to me now of all that is passing away and I am content in hope
That night rises amidst the fading day spent in the promise of another swift sunrise