Sleeplessly Sleeping
Sleepless.
Darkness.
A cage of comfort around the heart.
Take me back to the years of unlimited time,
Before the clock truly strikes out.
Sleeping.
Fading.
Why does time fly by so fast?
Don't blink and let the opportunities slip by,
Or you'll find yourself wishing on the past.
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