#WritcoPoemPrompt82
At night when I lay in bed,
As I drift towards my sleep,
When the eve becomes shadowy red,
My slumber has begun deep,
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In dreams, my thoughts are gently led,
Through realms where secrets creep,
Where whispered tales and stories spread,
In the quiet, my soul to keep.

Stars above weave their silken thread,
In patterns vast and steep,
Guiding me where fantasies are bred,
In the night’s embrace, I leap.