there was a woman no head of her own
her body was soft her bed was stone
twist up the rags for her alone
we are all awkward in this world unknown
she had fell to sleep obscene
as if her life had never been
twist up the rags and wash her clean
she has become the Slumber Queen
she is there to visit but she cares for none
her sleep is calm her hair undone
she
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