Sleep,
you are a demon,
but a . . .
cliché dream to have,
why of so of that?
Oh dear of it all,
why oh so of that,
come near it,
sleep,
as in close the eyes,
rest,
sleep.
Time ticks away,
work is left undone,
being recharge benefits,
yet not near close of it.
What is left in the dark,
behind close eyes,
where it goes,
is only a mystery.
Solving it all leaves nothing,
but the need of sleep.
Rest,
recharge,
try,
do,
fade,
and sleep.
If to dream,
fearful or logical,
comes nowhere close.
And to that,
time to sleep,
because now,
when nothing makes sense,
drop all else,
and take a nap.
Just like that,
do it,
and try again later.
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