Tide of Morning, Call Unto Me,
Lifting my Spirit from the Realm of Unknown,
Bright Star of Daytide, Singing Sweetly,
Breaking the Spell of my Transitory Musings,
Drawing me back into Possibility.
Beckon me, then, into treachery,
Guide me through audacious perfidy,
A Single Candle in the galling darkness,
As dew Glistening in the Tide of Morning.
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