Sleep, delicious sleep.

A dark,billowing cloak of sleep lies ahead. So to bed and to dream of answers to the questions in my head…

Tranquility and temptation tussle in a street fight atop the silver pink clouds of night.

A victory is claimed at dawn, and the dueling pistols lie empty and spent on the floor,  waiting to be reloaded once more

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