Good night little one, now rest thy head and drift. Drift to the heavens, the world of rest and dreams; the world of peace. Recharge your batteries to start your day a new. Sleep and embrace your dreams to guide you through the night. Then rise in the morning refreshed. Sunlight. Warmth. LIFE.
T. Plotz
March 9,2014
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