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Sleep

It is time for me to part,
you will see me again soon,
maybe at my journey's start,
it will already be over.

If it lasts longer than expected,
I will not comprehend,
and the last few images, when inspected,
won't make much sense.

It's too bad that there's no record button,
no technological advancement,
but at least I'm left with somethin'
and I'm not left clueless.

The brain is forever making up something crazy,
it's like somebody else is whispering into your mind,
and even if you are considered very lazy,
it will never stop working although it will not rewind.

Once it stops dreaming, and you know it will,
it'll be like punching a hole in a cup of fusion,
and right when all of your ideas spill,
you'll realize that you just lost some pieces of confusion.

It only stops thinking on that level when you awaken,
and you may never really know what goes on in there,
but when you truly learn about what has been taken,
you'll wonder how you ever survived when you didn't care.

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