ive been
2025-04-13
ive been
i am
too much
i am just too much
there is so much
there is so much
such abundance
how am i to sleep
forgive me o thee!
dear sleep
miss me while i’m away
and call upon my name only when the sound of your voice will cradle me in blue and
purple space
cold blue ethereal night sky
cradle me o sleep!
along with everyone i join!
all my fellow fellows!
allow me to follow
to wake and sleep seamlessly
not name my fellows across the hoard
o sleep days are so rejoiceful
days are so rejoiceful
what will you bring?
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