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Sleep
Once more into the breach.
I close my eyes,
And go to sleep.
As my mind goes fallow,
I leap to dream.
See the drawings in between.
Always a stimulus,
To begin again,
A poem,
Another story,
Or dance to glory!
Sleep is a marvelous place,
Brings new perspective to each thing.
Lest we forget the last bit of color,
Wake up!
Write it down!
Before another!
Copyright ©
Kim Stone
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