Off, Dreaming
Afloat, presently
This bed o'er.
In darkness, starry swirled
This bedroom.
Mouthed mirthful music
Heard, fainter
In trying to catch up
To match it
With that, faced me, day-lit
Earth, below.
Til dear, angel-sourced for
You know whom!
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