Postcard Poem #79
Doom us into slumber,
rampant god of the wee.
Heft us into morrow,
most agile sustainer.
Bless, O luminous friend,
our tarnished perfections.
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
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Written on 2023-07-28 at 22:04
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