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Sheepless In Seattle

 
Restless, I could not sleep
didn't really give a sheep
 
So ... I brewed some coffee
attempted to write a poem
 
In my sleepless, sheepless head
consciousnessly streaming  
a shallow creeky bed, I
waded through the night
daydreaming of you  
 
more precisely
us, instead
 
oblivious to the silence
and creep of moonlight
in our home
 
 
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