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Slumber
When the morn doth rise its weary head
And bathe the world in pallid light,
I awaken, treading my leaden feet,
Seeking solace in elusive heat
With vacant eyes that mock my slumber
Arrival...
And bathe the world in pallid light,
I awaken, treading my leaden feet,
Seeking solace in elusive heat
With vacant eyes that mock my slumber
Arrival...
