#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...

A whisper calls from the shadowed deep,
Luring you further into sleep.
Where echoes of memories softly tread,
And silence wraps around your head.

The stars above weave tales so bright,
Guiding you gently through the night.
And as you drift in that tender space,
You find a world, a tranquil place.

Where fears dissolve and peace unfolds,
In the realm where dreams are gold.
So rest, dear soul, let the darkness wane,
For in the night, you are safe again.
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