When I slide o'er the edge
And twilight severs boon
An agent of lightning's birth
Carries me over the moon
Too bold and relentless to overcome
I hear the call of anxiety
Serenity and calm rule utopian plane
Until it falls to reality
I take wing across spirit domain
Where nightmare meets firmament high
Where slumber finds me wide awake
And no need of antivenin have I
I cry out across the darkness
In a tongue of which I'm unaware
An echo of silence answers
To the envy of no one there
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	Shelby Hines (
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