(a)sleep again

June 5, 2010
euphoric slumbers steal my mind,
when I am graced by thoughts so kind;
not of love or material gain,
but of standing dry, though bound in rain-
of feeling strength, without the pain.
sleep, my mind; sleep, my mind
with forty winks, my heart is blind
to real worries left behind
but waking thoughts of life redeem -
and in the end, it's just a dream,
and in the end, it's just a dream.

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