Bright sunlight
you make me sleepy--
seeming like a glow at the end
I die but in my rest
White, bright you glow
and the
and the
Selfless skies are
filled with the idea of
us
filled with the idea of
us
Lead filled eyelids
droop like thick drops
As if coming from you
only not
only not
This wavering drowse
Like drunk off love
Or high off laughter
drifting daydreams
where nothing matters
drifting daydreams
where nothing matters
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