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?
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 10:20 AM UTC
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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