I slept awoke the night and woke up dreaming.
A morning like no other and night different in every way.
A dream that said nothing and a sleep that had too much to say.
I slept a night and the stars stayed wide awake.
I dreamt all morning and moon told stories.
I slept awoke the night and woke up dreaming.
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If I Were A Book
PoetryA simple collection of poetry for the readers with souls made of stars.
