During the day it’s something we do not speak of.
But, the desire for it seldom goes away.
And without odd fortune it is nothing hope can bring close.
I have to make it home where I will rest, first walking alone, a long way.
I know that it is something biology says we need, but another horror while I dream is nothing this poor heart of mine can take.
But sleep if what you have to give me tonight is something positive then you send it right away.

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