i'm just so
t i r e d
i want to sleep for
a r e a l l y l o n g t i m e
and i don't know why that sounds so great but
i t d o e s
and i don't know if i ever want to
w a k e u p
because sleeping is a
b e a u t i f u l t h i n g.
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galaxies, love, and other magical things (a recueil de poésie)
Poesiepoetry that falls out of my mind like leaves from trees or music from the fingers of a pianist.
