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Sleep

Writer: twigg
twigg
Aug 29, 2024
1 min read

I saw you in my dream last night

That is where we meet now.

And sometimes it’s the same

But I always have to wake.


I always have to wake.


And all I am left with

is a vague memory

A glimpse

into an upside down, not quite

almost

world.

A place

where we might have been

Had you not

fallen

into the

deepest sleep.

 
 

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