Sleep awaits me; thoughts and dreams, strange, unusual, light and dark they come upon me. Quiet, silent, sightless lying, thinking, wondering, where am I? Not alive and ever present, impressions of deep waters wrapped in stars and streams of light arrest my mind. Speckled, dotted, floating forward, they make me tired, close my eyes. Sleep awaits.
Reason for writing:
distinction among people does not exist, it merely pretends to be in the depths of human perception
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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