The world in silent stillness waits
As those few, those happy few
Sink deeper into pages and words
Images of things unlearned and unknown
Unthinking, they grasp lessons from the text
And scratch them onto paper.
Eyes droop closed
Only to snap back open,
The dream wasn't and you're still here.
As those few, those happy few
Sink deeper into pages and words
Images of things unlearned and unknown
Unthinking, they grasp lessons from the text
And scratch them onto paper.
Eyes droop closed
Only to snap back open,
The dream wasn't and you're still here.
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