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Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Indomitably Asleep

Sleep is a bliss, like the ignorant little kiss...
although ignorance i adore, this sleep is what i abhor...
the sea washes over the shore, and sleep in its grasp...
the sand seems to lure, the visitors to sleep...
the will then fades in, to the everlasting fade...
the sands are abound, plenty to go around...
all i ask is this, to stay awake without a miss...

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