Everything seems to be just about right,
Coming together before my eyes,
It seems so bright in the dead of the night,
Waves gently crashing as the sun rises.
The breeze softly kisses my supple cheek,
Painting it with a lively crimson red,
Blowing my hair so it flows nice and sleek,
All while laying upon my nimble bed.
A picture perfect life awaits for me,
Where my exhaustion slowly starts to heal,
Everything important I can see,
Hard to believe yet the touch is so real.
All of my memories within this keep,
All locked tightly in the arms of sleep.
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