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Friday, April 22, 2016


Oh, Hypnos how you taunt me
With elusive golden touch
My eyelids grow so heavy
But my sound sleep you begrudge
Starry skies have fallen
But no minutes rest have I
I beg of you sweet mercy
A petition, I beseech thee
An answer to my prayer
A peaceful restful slumber
And a dream or two to share