POEM CALLED POEM 2

In the priests' sleep-inducing song
A smokeball explodes, a spell gone wrong
The murals come to life and start to dance
But then they shatter at a second glance
Revive me, Lord, with your holy verse
Let me wander in your mystical universe
Where the stars are shining in the day
And the sun sets in a dreamy way
Let me sleep in your heavenly home
Where the clouds are made of silver foam
And the birds sing a haunting melody
That echoes through the halls of etern'y

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