Memories of someone
Keeps me busy
All through the night
Hidden deep within me
One by one,
they keep on sifting
through my breath
As if they are searching
For a long lost love
Yet, constantly on a look out
For fast approaching dawn
As if they are ashamed
To be seen
All happy and curled up
With me in my bed
They are quick to pack up
As they disappear
Into the realms of darkness
Right before the sun comes out
It's time for me to sleep
Anyhow
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