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In my dreams

all I see

are wicked forces

that wish to speak

they tell me

I cannot leave

until I have freed their souls

They Sway

will they be

able to see

can they listen

what do they know

I turn to run

up the stairs

Through the doorway

of my own mind

They sway

The summoning

Leaves glistening

the dark to rise

and if I wake

what will it take

another deep drink

or tainted sacrifice