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Sleep baby, sleep.
Let the day's worries drift away
as our brainwaves
form chemical bonds of a neurotic sort.
Dancing dreams
bouncing between our craniums;
similar to how sounds of thunder
ricohet off a valley's mountains.
Understood due to the
same ironic lucidity level we carry.
Burdens and fears diminish
to the point of non-existance.
Now standing upon
those very mountains
I look down to where I was
not forgetting where I now am.
I did survive.
Not recovering, but discovering.
Not a victim, but a survivor.