Thick blankets surround me.
I feel like poseidon in a warm sea.
Outside the cold fast drizzle drops.
In my bed not caring if it stops.
Sleep pulls me into it´s realm.
Slowly and dizzily, falling into calm.
Worries and desires are vanquished,
Gone is the residue of anguish.
Often when soft dream is reached.
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