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Oct 2014
Rest now that sweet delightful head
Upon the ***** of your bed,
Shut tight those eyes and drift away
On dreams of unreality.
And let the sandman take your hand,
A guide through this your slumberland,
Where all you've ever wished for rides
The wave crests of ethereal tides.
Adam Latham
Written by
Adam Latham  Stoke-on-Trent
(Stoke-on-Trent)   
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