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idyllic delusions
prancing with the unicorns of purest grace
and
beauty, dancing in the night,
saturated by vibrant light
emanating from the moon’s smiling face,
luminous rays
poured forth in streams,
shadows entwined with silver beams
wrap
me in the night’s protective embrace.
flying with the
majestic dragons at dawn,
with wings outstretched in the skies,
as the spreading sun rays rise,
free and in control, all my
troubles gone,
soaked in dazzling colors, a flood
of light
and warmth to my blood,
ever prevailing hope to strive upon.
but the sky is ablaze with arrows to slay
the
dragons...piercing cries of pain...
i fall, an orb of crimson
rain,
as the sky turns to smoky, stormy gray,
and the impact
will shatter me.
i hit cold earth, reality,
worn out already
by the start of day.