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This poem is about sleeping in my bed. Reviews are welcome.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 59 - Published: 06-25-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3035790
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Quietude gives birth to endless solitude
Underneath the bed covers and sheets
Inactive tired weary soul of mine
Exit reality and then fall into a deep sleep
Take it easy and be content with whatever
Nothing else matters when I close my eyes
Epiphany echoes dejavu
Seraphic silhouettes capture my attention
Silver bells serenade me until I wake up
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