'Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove
Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,
With silken lines, and silver hooks.' — John Donne
In the night
stranger
you search the day light
isn't it?
It takes a long time
you may stay in my inn
and I provide you a soft pillow
a swing bed, you could sleep here
quietly and I'll be awake whole night
and sing you a song!
When you wake up
I'll go to sleep in the day time.
If you like stay here forever
or you can leave sooner
I do not hide the key
of the old door
but wake me up before you leave
as I could prepare you something
for the rest of the journey?
nimal dunu
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