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Sleep

by Stephanie McFarlane

 

I didn't know that sleep was my friend

When I was young you were the enemy

Now I welcome you each night

Never wanting to say goodbye

In the early hours of the morning

But I do grudgingly

Spend the rest of the day dreaming

About you