When the absence of myself is whispering

Isn’t there a chance for life behind every sleep
doesn’t stars ray like the desire to exist
defeating any resistance with the everlasting peace
when time falls asleep, we are into nothing
in a void when the past sees its future in the solely serene
sleep
sleep safely like the small one does.

Sedamus
Cat Photography
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