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Sleep

by ThePopesHat

Sleep is not to be dreaded, Despised, nor feared, For it is simply the Means we were given To feel the touch of Intangible faces And whimsical places. What would life be like Without a dream?

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30 / M

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30 / M

Published

Jan 15, 2019

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