Day's Ending - a monospace prose art

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Still moonless night, you strip the warmth from the air and send
Trickles of chill in through every crevice of my home. I long to
Sleep and you draft across my face to remind me of Day's ending.
It comes quick enough, I have no need of your cold ministrations
Leave me this night of rest and I will join you when I've passed
You can chill my bones when they are bare, I sleep warm tonight.

Sleep well fellow content providers.


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Day's Ending - a monospace prose art | Ecency