Mares of the Night
Mares of the Day,
Running free with the wind.
Mares of the Eve,
Running free into the darkest depths of the night.
Dreams are full of things we seek,
But the nightmares are full of things we fear.
Copyright © Emaka Abbott | Year Posted 2016
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