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The Soul's Midnight

by Ice Dragon

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Can't feel me toes, can't feel my head I am lying here sleeping again Can't feel my toes, can't feel head Am I just sleeping? Or am I dead? When do I awake from this nightmare? When do I awake from this hell? Am I just lying here forever? Is this a permanent spell? I hear those 3 o'clock bells I hear those 3 o'clock bells I feel cold, I feel wet I don't feel so good I must be dead I guess When do I awake from this nightmare? When do I awake from this hell? Am I just lying here forever? Is this a permanent spell? I hear those 3 o'clock bells I hear those 3 o'clock bells
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Serpent circles the sky Masticate upon itself but cannot finish dying The mighty head Now closes on the end Approaching termination Flesh no longer bends The pinnacle of masochistic etiquette Defeated even in pursuit of death
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Stellar Door 03:22
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Winterwind 09:53
When the sun goes down It's gonna get cold in this here town And everything you knew Will lay frozen in front of you The wind won't let you move Try to fight it you're gonna lose The way it cuts into your skin Too much for the fire within When it was warm, you had her then But it got cold and she left again You said it was the last time Said you didn't care But in the spring when she comes home You will still be there

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For, he thought, it’s a special hour. Women never wake then, do they? They sleep the sleep of babes and children. But men in middle age? They know that hour well. Oh God, midnight’s not bad, you wake and go back to sleep, one or two’s not bad, you toss but sleep again. Five or six in the morning, there’s hope, for dawn’s just under the horizon. But three, now, Christ, three A.M.! Doctors say the body’s at low tide then. The soul is out. The blood moves slow. You’re the nearest to dead you’ll ever be save dying. Sleep is a patch of death, but three in the morn, full wide-eyed staring, is living death! You dream with your eyes open. God, if you had strength to rouse up, you’d slaughter your half-dreams with buckshot! But no, you lie pinned to a deep well-bottom that’s burned dry. The moon rolls by to look at you down there, with its idiot face. It’s a long way back to sunset, a far way on to dawn, so you summon all the fool things of your life, the stupid lovely things done with people known so very well who are now so very dead – And wasn’t it true, had he read somewhere, more people in hospitals die at 3 A.M. than at any other time . . . ?

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"
Ray Bradbury

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released January 11, 2013

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