With head laid down
Dream in dark of night
Visit that grim old friend
Sit and talk till dawn
Wake with memory but an ache
And then one day to see his card in light of day
A card that says I’ve come and gone,
But I’ll be back to visit you when you’re awake
No recollection of who has left their card
In the past, in dark of night, he went from shadow to
shadow
Gave no mane and showed no face
Like a wraith unseen in light of day
But with each days passing, substance gained
Until one day there’ll be a knock
And then to face your old friend
To know the name of who in past’
Came in dreams, tween dusk and sawn
You’ll see his face in light of day
Where with memory unfogged you’ll recall
the name of him who came at night, and wish him gone
That now you could forget, forget the name of loneliness
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