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Sleep won't come too swiftly tonight. For the stars shout their cries a million times over, mourning the death of fellows well known.
Why can't I sleep anymore? Why won't sleep bestow upon me it's gift of ignorance? A few hours of blissful rest, with which to rejuvenate from the day's arduous tasks?
Forever yours,
M.
Why can't I sleep anymore? Why won't sleep bestow upon me it's gift of ignorance? A few hours of blissful rest, with which to rejuvenate from the day's arduous tasks?
Forever yours,
M.