A soul past midnight

Is lost to the waking world 
In a land of eternal dreams
A wasteland of bones n broken souls
Beyond the point of no escape 

A world past midnight 
A twilight time of the last hour 
A land infinite and in between 

The moments of revelation 
Reality, as souls pass midnight 
A new realm, unknown, n unseen 
A soul past midnight, silent screams 

A photon plate, distant in shallow space
Lost to the world 
& eternal 
dreams!
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