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Oct 2017
SLEEP (moment poetry)
my eyelids are weighing down
I am half awake
my hands calling my pillow
I am ready for that moment with my everything
I will leave myself to clouds
the winds hurl me
Semihten5
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Semihten5  42/Turkey
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