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When you first wake from sleep, the Night has softened you a bit,

and you wear the curious, care-free expression of a child

with hair wind blown from the places she carried you;

speeding through the time travels of the night,

speeding through the multi-kaleidoscope light,

back to these soft-soft pillows of mine,

returning you to me, re-born

and nested in my arms.