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Mystery shrouds, in a misty dawn
Spirits converge, on clouded morn
Gathering, while the city sleeps
About the landscape, silently creep
As not to awaken the human race
Whose shadows linger in this place
For while they dream, of tomorrow
Others mourn, in unearthly sorrow
Until the fog lifts, and the air, clear
They’ll live in a silent, funereal drear
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Photo by © Paul Militaru Used with permission – Thank you, Paul!! Do visit his blog to see all his wonderful photos!!
Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
“As not to awaken the human race
Whose shadows linger in this place
For while they dream, of tomorrow
Others mourn, in unearthly sorrow”
Life, death and the chasm in between. Beautiful words, Dorinda.
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Thanks so much, Bernie! ❤
On a side note, why do we have to enter our info each time we want to leave a comment for your blog? I want to make sure it's not me screwing something up.
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Oh, I wasn’t aware of that, thanks for letting me know, Dorinda. Maybe it’s to do with my security settings? I’ll check it out. Anyway, my site recognises you as “Safe”if tht’s any consolation!!
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I’m safe? Phew… LOL Good to know.
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Definitely safe LOl
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Thanks, loves!! ❤
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