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Stays with me at night
while I rustle my thoughts
roaming bends and corners
and nooks and crannies
takes me to bed
comfort me to sleep
best lover in my dreams
while I cradle
joys and jubilations
like a new-born child
wakes me up
in nature’s best interest
after all its duty
that defies cancellation
then takes me back to bed
not as insomnia
just so for a dream follow-up
you know how it goes
to the end with a smile
until I wake again
greeting another day.

This poem is about: 
Me

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