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The liminal hour

Her body flowing, there to be held.

Her mind elusive, like the breeze.

Glitter tears, a facade for those real liquid drops.

Abundance of thoughts, deep and dark.

The clock strikes insomnia again..

The dreamer Neptune, Mother moon.

Your accomplices for the night.

Mind over matter, mind over body,

Mind in control.

Always taking the lead.

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