October 19, 2009
How I long for the pleasure of sleep
But you do not let me
I cry and cry, your image in my mind
Only a dream from long ago
Maybe my tears will shut my eyes
But I'll never know 'till the darkness of the night
See if the owl calls my name
Lulling me to final sleep

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