Midnight Magic


Only in the middle of the night can you lose sight of reality
and in your blindness truly see what you could possibly be.
In the midnight hours of dark thoughts and stark imaginings
you get a glimpse into a world of possibilities nigh endless.
The elusive wander lust that takes your soul on a journey
spanning entire galaxies and encapsulating the entirety of time.
One second passes and one heart beats but you have lived and died,
struggled and survived in lands so foreign that only your soul
remembers. You dismembered memories merely fragments of dreams.
Only in the witching hour, the midnight magic do you remember.


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