yet the sleep will not come
the mind does not wish it
it has packed up and gone
to a land beyond the southern seas
where the silver moonlight shone
We are all mad here.
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- BurrowingOwl
- I look up at the stars; name them one by one,
If I could hold them in my palm it'd be such fun.
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