Sleep
Sinking beneath the
Tranquil surface.
Stuck in a trance,
Unaware of reality
Sounds like you're underwater,
All the voices seem
distant and muffled.
Not a care in the world,
All worries long gone.
Soft blankets, fluffy pillows.
Just sink into a sea of warmth.
Nothing disrupting.
No outer stress.
Somtimes with movies,
Sometimes with a gentle black screen.
Sleep is a comfort.
Realm of Hypnos.
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