"A Remedy for Insomnia"
Vera Pavlova
Not sheep coming down the hills,
not cracks on the ceiling-
count the ones you loved,
the former tenants of dreams
who would keep you awake,
once meant the world to you,
rocked you in their arms,
those who loved you . . .
You will fall asleep, by dawn, in tears.
Mi corazon es suyo/Siempre./I see this carved in
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