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By Jack Joseph Smith
Sleep
To invoke a dream,,slight at first
She is there, asking you how you can stay
Little and youre, and questioning
Beautiful yet careful she grows
Them: stops and runs, changes and ‘aferee
Right of a distance you want
And there she is back
Saying you can't have me now
Until we once more change
and do ae away with age again
Time took me out of that beauty
But I am telling you,
I rememyer what she said