that seemed so big. For all the vital things I had to get and to
reach. And yet there is only one great thing, The only thing. To live
to see the great day that dawns and the light that fills the world. "
Dreamless sleep passes as though a pause, a mere gasping breath. I
close my eyes, and the world blinks out, and back again, and the world
resurrects to my senses new and different though lacking meaningful
transition. The light of the sun may wink out entirely or shade from
brilliant gold to crimson to suddenly ethereal morning breaching blue.
I tremble. In a wink all moments vanish, terrifyingly, lacking a dream
to mark the passage of time.
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