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Bedland

My ship has come into port the clock's run out in this game now flannel speaks of comfort gentle springs welcome the same I fold back the sheet release settles in I pause and take a seat I always lose but here I win I pet the top of my pillow as I tuck my legs under I feel good though I feel low finally free to wonder Can life ever feel this good? Can effort please as much as rest? maybe someday it could but for now this is life's best.... I snuggle into this soft space I feel myself let go and I look God right in the face thanking him though all is so The quilt begins to warm the tender bed begins to heal life's crazy goes on to swarm but now Im safe and even keel I relax and wait to sleep quite clam inside serenity time can pass and still I reap some peace from all I know and see Can life ever feel this good? Can effort please as much as rest? maybe someday it could but for now this is life's best I'm spending all my time in bed feels right after all I've done and said There's noone here I have to please So the hours pass with ease letting go of all I know of fears and foes inside this show So I stay Here to lay everyday with all at bay at least for now this is how I bow to the ow

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