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Sleeper
Sleep,
I call thee sleep,
Heavy to the call of 40 winks,
Sleep,
I call thee sleep
Fighting temptations to fall
Fall into the land of dream
For the land of dream makes me miss,
miss the things i have never seen
Visions so blurry
but i can make out the stars
and as i fall higher to the land of dream
i notice myself falling away from mars
Knowing this is not real
but i am in so deep
I have finally lost my battle
to the one they call sleep
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Crazy Sweep
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