Coma of Peace
Sleep has become my savior
Dreams now my manifest destiny
Construing the world for me
Calming the chaos of my waking mind
My conscious plays little games
To create a sense of order
Then some sort of Messiah rescues me
And gives me blissful shelter
Why wouldn't I want to sleep forever?
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