sleeping is something so deeply, something people know barely a thing about. it’s something so personal, you can hardly guess what your mind wants you to tell with these pieces circeling in your dreams. sometimes it gives you a smile on the face and sometimes you are just get the feeling you are running backwars the whole day. it is creepy, it is scary. but i love to sleep, and i love having dreams.

I’m awake
It was a half bad dream
That was way too long
My whole life it seemed
That someone started digging me up
Turned my headstone into dust

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