When you think of a bed,
You think of sleep.
But a bed is so much more,
Than just sleep.
It's where you get warm,
Where you think,
Where you waste your time.
Your pillow knows your fears,
Only your pillow knows your tears,
Knows your thoughts,
Knows your dreams.
A bed is so much more than,
Just a place to sleep.
It's where your mind,
Come to rest.
-r.s
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