Slumberboy

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We search for life

Along miles and miles of desolation.

Sorting through kites of blind action

As we sleep in the attic amongst the stars

We point at ourselves

We question our love of our lives

My still frowning smile

My ethers tragic

We spread our map of time

Like butter upon bread

Dusting off the past

We nestle in our beds

As we lull our past

We kiss our velver future, stroke our infant

Caressing her yawn, our little fawn

From dusk till dawn

Hiding in our twilight, so bright

Slumbering away our lives, we dilly dally through

Dancing in the soot, sleeping with the stars

Stuck inside a lullaby

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