Ah, Sleep. A useless endeavor tonight. Mostly. It finally found me, but when it did it found A belligerent participant, mind and heart. Battle of will against the sandman. His tools could not quiet overcome raging within. Chemical warfare, wheels of thought, engines of war. Ah, Sleep. The warm embrace of nothingness. Oft punctuated by strange journeys. Stories as wild bedfellows. When recalled they Leave us whirling With wonder. Ah, Sleep. Inky blackness, a world hushed, cocooned in a woven tale. Tender shell shell of blankets for my repose. Slipping surly bonds brings her along, now lost in my dreams. Ah, sleep. Welcome old friend. Thank you. My healing will be short this morn, But needed, no less. Ah, sleep. Can you ask the dawn to wait? Please. Oh! The limit of your sweet power. Ah, sleep
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