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THE GREAT ESCAPE
It pours into the depression of a worried day,
Filling in the cracks, covering up the strains
it smoothes the creases of the frown,
My nostrils flare, the mouth breaks into a yawn.
Then the pillow cradles my head in a deep hollow
as something gently tugs the eyebrows down.
And the pied piper of dreams
unwraps me from the sheets,
and leads me rapturous
to play once again with childhood.
