Fabrication of Night

I am the fabrication
of the incarnation of the night
Steady, soothing, and lifting from light
An embark of fictional soft melodies
from an unknown land of serenity
Consciously bound by mind alone
To fantasize about that which is unknown
Stretching past heavens bounds
To an endless sky of stars

By: Erin Kennedy
All Rights Reserved, 1999.

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