Lightning
And then the nightmare awakened sweet slumber
And cracked sacred dusk with spiraling thunder
Who brought this on, who’s spell am I under?
Pinch me and wonder how this has transpired
From which wizard’s wand has this bolt been fired?
Who snapped their fingers, who left skies divided?
And origin’s wish has been granted, redeemed
A stray beam of hope sleepwalking in dreams
Fear demons disguised as white lights make us scream
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