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<h1>Zk | Sleep</h1>
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2020-04-25 06:30:08 +00:00
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<p><span class="tag">diary</span> <span class="tag">livejournal</span> <span class="tag">fossils</span></p>
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<p>The evening hangs beneath the moon,
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2020-04-23 20:50:07 +00:00
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A silver thread on darkened dune.
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With closing eyes and resting head
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I know that sleep is coming soon.</p>
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<p>Upon my pillow safe in bed,
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A thousand pictures fill my head,
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I cannot sleep, my mind's aflight;
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And yet my limbs seem made of lead.</p>
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<p>If there are noises in the night
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A frightening shadow, flickering light (in the night)
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Then I surrender unto sleep,
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Where clouds of dream give second sight.</p>
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<p>What dreams may come both dark and deep,
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Of flying wings and soaring leap
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As I surrender unto sleep, (dark and deep)
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As I surrender unto sleep. (dark and deep)</p>
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<li>Charles Anthony Silvestri, as commissioned by Eric Whitacre for Sleep</li>
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