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Nov 2012
Sleep is the building block of my existence
Where else can you dream impossible,
Nonsensical dreams?
I hope they flood my mind at night.
I hope.
I hope.
Because while I'm awake mess everything up.
So I hope sleep blankets me up all nice and warm.
Right now too much could never be enough.
Written by
Sabrina
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