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Contribute to the crockery,
And fix the crooked sheet.
Lay me down
and shake the bed unclean.
Pray for sleep and animals
The nightmares aren't that real.
I promised that I'd hold you
Until the mornings light.
And here I lay past midday,
Still wrapped up in bliss and blankets.

Created: Apr 30, 2017


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