Sweet Slumbers
As I slip into deep slumbers,
Falling into the Sandman's subtle trap,
I drift towards sleep, my only desire
Deathly still deeply quiet
A smile of pure content upon my face
As I float along
In a dream
A world beyond the waking
There I do as my heart desires
Always pleasure never pain
Hope I never wake
With a start I draw up, awake
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