My eyes are wonders,
By looks, great powers,
That chase the pills,
Which denies my awareness,
I see them small but mighty,
When I lie on bed,
Come see the scene at hand,
Watch me sleeping and awake,
Am sleeping and blinking,
Like the security guards,
Only thing I have not seen,
Is those blurred nightmares,
If you could watch me sleep,
No more shall you dare sleep.
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