August 3, 2015August 3, 2015 by siljebjoernaraa

Rest

Poetry, Self-written
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Sleepless nights keeps me tired in motionless endless thoughts. Imposing on sweet dreams, like a thief in the night who intrudes and then is gone. I rest upon quiet hours in the morning sun. Let me find rest, let me find rest.

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Silje Høidal

always a work in progress

Rest

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