blurry light up a pole
shadows on water, still
calmness of leaves, await
tender kisses of darkness
as young dawn slowly crawl
to cracks in clouds to fill
eyelids flicker in unison
searching length of horizon
feel coldness tickle my feet
i rub with my palm to ease
went back to my soft comfort
welcome few minutes of sleep
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