Before I sleep
Under the cover of blankets
My eyes close up,
Opening my mind to a misty world.
With shadowy outlines
Welling up,
From the bottomless depths of time.
Shaping the mosaic of my imagination
Into corresponding dreams.
Standing guard
At the outpost to my consciousness,
Just before I sleep.
My eyes close up,
Opening my mind to a misty world.
With shadowy outlines
Welling up,
From the bottomless depths of time.
Shaping the mosaic of my imagination
Into corresponding dreams.
Standing guard
At the outpost to my consciousness,
Just before I sleep.
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