[Art journal] Hypnagogia page

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Long it felt like silence

Waiting for this one breath to 

Catch a never-ending tale

The world seems lost without

Our jokes, our peace with All

Squares no longer wiggle

between our fingers

Candlelit’s been blown out by

The wild waves of the sea 

And yet we act towards our roots

Wildlings who never give up

Smiling to the world.
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This art journal page is inspired by hypnagogic images before falling asleep. 
The words have been written the morning after.