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Day dreaming

Sleep so sound
sleep so well
I'm in my own
sleeping hell
it comes and goes
from time to time
but when it comes
so sublime.

Mostly its gone
not to be seen
so while I'm awake
I sit and dream.
Of all the things that I miss
your gentle hug
your tender kiss
but more than these
that in my heart I keep,
what I miss most
is a good nights sleep.
Written by Splint
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