Day 23 still lockdown, still writing

Before the dawn came
Long before the light crawled
under the cracks of the door,
the world outside
For a breath,
Or two.
Or maybe for
many eternities.
I do not know.
I was asleep.
I only felt the breath
of darkness on my skin.
And in that moment
I stood in the dark,
between the worlds
of sleep and awakening,
holding preciousness
in my palm.

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