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rays of blood fall from the sun
over valleys blackened by fire
as daylight seizes the land
wails and moans waft on breezes rising
from hidden clefts in mountain dark
the pale queen flees her once darkened kingdom
as the fire of truth burns her eyes
and what of her children
the millions
that follow her faithfully from shore to shore
will they share her fate
or will they see that their queen
only reflects the light of the sun

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

And so my dreams just continue to get weirder and weirder...