She’s back…the Muse was on holiday. 😉

believing a thing,
even with emotion,
is not truer
than knowing it

sleeping in could be
one of life’s sweetest
pleasures…may the
dreams never end

another dawn breathes life
and light into the darkest of
nights as if to say it is
never too late for a do over

when we awaken from
this nightmare with its poison
smoke lingering, some may
come away with hearts of ice
but for those devoured by
dark secrets, remembering…
morning will never bring peace

~kat

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