Thursday, April 16, 2015

SLEEP KEEPS FUNERAL SONG


Invoking her,mild Sleep
And the bright spot of rest
And all those passed are pale
And frost as death in silence
How soft that state that charms
sweet Death like sleep when calls
And memory in a numb corner stills
O' sleep,let me take,far,for a vaccation
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