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Nora Feb 2016
Sing me to sleep
And soothe me softly
Make my eyes sag
With the pleasant weight
Of impending repose.

Quell my mind
And feed me numbness
Let the fog haze over
Please free me
Of my thoughts.

Lay me down to rest
In the pitch black stillness
A slumber so deep
I’ll die in the night,
Uninterrupted.

— The End —