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by Honey Bane and Daniel Brouse

Sweet Dreams, Honey.

“You too,
may angels abound,
and be your personal surround sound,
while you dream on their chorus of feathered down souls…
Then rise and reclaim your life as the sun shines,
let the shadows be lifted,
and be blessed ever gifted,
it is always the first day,
of the rest of your life nite x”

A good night kiss,
Coming true,
Of a wish,
Peeking through,
The veil,
Unsowing seems.

Sweet dreams,
Come alive,
Relieving strife,
Revealing… what is real.
The first day, we pray,
Of the rest of life,
Setting sail,
For New Edan,
We arrive,
To begin.
– The End