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Sleep

It's 4am and I can't sleep

It's not working, counting sheep

I beg to drift off into the deep

Where the secrets of my heart, my soul will keep

Into the great beyond I wish to leap

And the joys of its mystery, my brain will reap

When there's nothing left, back down I'll leap

All these secrets, my soul will keep

Expanding my world, going high, going deep

I think it's time to count some sheep

Maybe now I'll finally sleep




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