A Day Asleep

Wow. I awoke at ten to five.  My dark curtains, despite lifting in the breeze, kept the light levels low, and allowed me to snooze the day away.  I guess I am stuffed for sleeping tonight.  Never mind, I am but a few paragraphs away from being caught up.  Tonight will see it done. 
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About Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
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