i met an owl outside my window.
who, who are you to stay gone so long?
i've been drifting in eyes like the waters of my dreams,
don't wake me. please, don't wake me.
the night is long but so is its ending.
his words, they soothe and mend,
a cerebral cure for an unquiet mind.
day will come. day will come.
the owl hears me too, i know.
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