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Maria

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

1 poem·Since June 2013
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An Ode to Sleep

June 13, 2013
On a pillow I lay my head when I am tired, time for bed! It's as soft as a cloud, as white as sheep, Thank heavens it's time to go to sleep. On a pillow I lay my head, now I wish I had not read. More time to sleep, more time to dream of many different things, like yummy whipped cream. On a pillow I lay my head and upon getting up I will dread. So off to bed I now must go. Come here sheep. Here I go. One, two, three, four, five, six....
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