Midnight's Flight
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Alexandria Mackenzie, Grade 9
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Poetry
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2009
Essence of the night,
the peak hour of flight,
running swiftly from reality.
It's ours and ours alone,
yet we still cannot control,
the very corner of our minds.
No one else can really see,
the journey of just me,
grasping at my deepest thoughts.
Hoping, wishing, fearing,
never feeling, touching, hearing,
what we are seeing in our sleep.
So sleep now at our happy hour,
and touch your deepest power,
the power of a DREAM.