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Love Sleeping the sleep I've always slept
But now alone is all that's felt
These sleeping eyes and sleeping thighs
No longer witness the fleeting cries
Of passion
In anyway or any fashion
That which was, no longer is
And no longer am I his
To toy with, to play with
To love, to sway with
To be a friend in any way with
And yet that's something I'm okay with
