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I wonder...

What it's like to sleep

Do normal people get to dream?

Do they see lovely things?

I don't remember ever having those before...

Closing my eyes and waking up sore

Sleep-deprived, but I got eight hours...

Maybe I needed more...?

You're on the other side of this screen...

Fell asleep talking to me..

I've still got our conversation open

You seemed quite sweet but so soft-spoken...

I hope you dream of only lovely things...

Like dew drops, and sunshine, and an angel's wings

...Sleep well, my sweet little stranger....

- Eyeless Jack
Cassian
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Cassian  17/Transmasculine/Nowhere
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