SLUMBER
I lay there thinking at the midnight hour;
Spinning with thoughts of today,
Soon to become yesterday.
Dreaming of times long passed,
And times that might never even exist.
Swirling around this inner vortex; My mind -
A very big place in a very small space,
Stretching the night, fuller and fuller
With the infinite gravity of dreams.
~ C. Spies
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