Sleep
sleep is an escape route
a hard road to go down
drifting into another
reality tries
maybe because of
the worry that pries
or fear of a strong desire
for the lies
after lying and sighing
letting go
the grip of logic
then arrives
dreaming away
the truth of day
minds wrapped in the skies
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