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Slumber
It holds me, It strangles me,
It feels good.
It comforts me, It soothes me,
As it should.

I gotta go, I need to escape
But how could I?
As my efforts turn to dreams!
My strength comforts sigh!

Every adventure feels real
And yet unreal.
Every affair, does heart steal
And yet unreal.

Death does share features similar,
Maybe it is!
Drowsiness does bring forth its power
Then just peace.

Stories are told, bonds are made
Then it breaks.
As time deals, with no trade;
Open eyes and reality shakes.