Spirit Orbs Dream
Moonlight captured,
through mist and gleam,
something bore light,
without wanting to be seen,
In silent exodus,
Spirit orbs dream,
in search of heavenly destiny,
not the void between,
Sinner or saint,
Kind or mean,
Lay down breath,
Death will redeem,
And if someone you know,
who once might have been,
whisper a parting prayer...
Spirit orbs dream…
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