9/08/2018

she woke in sadness. the dream goodbye fell away, as the curtain of dawn falls from the granite face. she was left in longing, unrested, alone in the whispering valley. she looked up at the dark wall, the castle in the sky, and willed it to crumble. it did not. she looked away. the dream goodbye is gone but not far, circling high overhead.

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