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Sleep

Oh sweetest temptress that is sleep
How I long for your embrace
As it’s been the longest of days
Would I ever love to see your face
To drift off into a land of dreams
Where there will come a return
Yet restful slumber is what awaits
Can you not tell how much I yearn?
I wish to nuzzle ever longer
Into this sweet sanctuary called a bed
But only too soon am I brought to reality
With this alarm clock rattling by my head
Cursed fiend tonight you have breathed your last
As I relax back to sweet slumber I’m not the future and the past
Written by Misfitpoet89
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