In the dead of night,
Something beckons me,
Revealing,
a glimpse, a whisper,
Of what is to be.
I feel an ache,
My heart, it pains,
Yearning to know,
But when I awake,
All that remains,
Is an echo.
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Ramblings
RandomThis is where I will write random ideas or stand-alone paragraphs that are completely ridiculous, and as I said before, random.
