Where your blanket of clouds meets the sunrise,
I see my dreams, a distant place
where peace fills my restless soul,
where I am whole again, I’m safe
The demons can no longer haunt me,
I’m home, I’ve been set free
Where your blanket of clouds meets the sunrise,
I glimpse a piece of all that might be.
~Sarah Elle Emm
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