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Nap's Transition To Sleep

Days and nights napping to sleep. Night after night to day again, life is becoming shorter and shorter. Day time naps seem to be getting longer and longer. Naps so deep, they lay parallel next to only endless sleep. Naps that protect from the bedbugs and welcome all sheep. Naps so stuffed and suffocating, you won't even smell your favorite home cooked plate. Naps that are dominating and so in charge that they only give you permission to wake, under strict circumstances of suffering caused by the urgent pressure to urinate. Naps so dark and black they devour they're pitch rite from beneath home plate. Naps so intimidating and scary that even a yawn will make you weep. Naps so determined and dedicated, its only guarantee is to eventually transition into forever, permanent, endless sleep. Nights and days napped to sleep. Tony Dean Driskell

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Date: 9/26/2014 10:37:00 PM
The only thing promised to us in life is Death.
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Date: 12/28/2020 4:50:00 PM
Is this your real name? I'm Tony dean driskelltony050 and I dont write poetry.

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