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Sister Sleep

My sister sleep and me are close
it's almost as if we are twins
but we argue, sometimes I win,
but sister sleep she wins the most.

My shadow she or she's my ghost
she haunts my every waking breath,
she knows me deep down to my depths
and siren like sings lullabies,
ignoring all protests of mine
luring me to meet, brother death.
Written by Rew
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Author's Note
An espinela Decima.
8 syllables per line. 10 lines.
ABBA ACCD DC.
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