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Aug 2011
How I love to sleep,
How I love to dream,
How I love to rest,
In a starlit stream.

As my eyelids close,
As my hot breath slows,
As my covers' warmth,
Seeps into my toes.

The sun is falling,
The day is fading,
The curtains are drawn,
As they are shading.

Me.
From everything.
In the outside world.
And I sink.
Into sleep.
Shannon Hughes
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