You slept for five hours last night
Before only three or even two
It seemed so slow quite normal
It was long ago to sleep through
First you thought it was the beer
The wine or your thirsty beast in you
You wake up because you often had to
Later the sleep was missing you knew
Your dream, now interrupted every night
Tells of fractions in the world
full of power as a mirror image last
tells unconsciously about your life
to be rested and reflected only just!
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© Floy Dy Ra,01.04.2017
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