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In the slightness of sleep on nights of anxiety

When the quietude of trepidation fills the darkness,

There are no elucidations, no rationale for these feelings

Only recurrent waves of fright flickering in the nocturne

The iridescence of the starlight glancing off raindrops

Rendering the mind powerless, the mood irrepressible,

Visions, perhaps illusionary ideations entering the psyche,

Sordid perceptions arriving as sublime intuitive delineations

Received more as a Khiimori, unanticipated knowledge,

Perchance delivered by some cosmic mistake to my mind.