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Aug 16
Weird as it may sound
You come and go, round and round
Your duty's time-bound

You! Nocturnal keep
Creeping into deepest sleep
Guilty when you peep

Mounts a frail device
While our minds skate on thin ice
Be gentle and nice

Sleep is lame and cold
Casts astral beams of pure gold
My soul! Please, be bold

Flicker images
One from a thousand ages
Tales from few pages

Mold them still with clay
Playbacks that trouble my day
Keep nightmares at bay

Lost souls on a race
To a ****** embrace
Dream's name must be grace
#spirituality and sleep
#mind-body-spirit connection
Written by
Rabiu Ameen  38/M/Nigeria
(38/M/Nigeria)   
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