Dear Sleep,
I miss you. I really wish you would come to visit once in a while, more than once a week and at 3.. sometimes 4 am, when the day is so soon going to interrupt our beautiful meeting.
I want to spend time with you, cuddle with you, love you, enjoy you, play little spoon to you... but you no sooner come than you're gone again, another 20 hours out of reach.
I'll love you always,
even though you leave far too soon,
Elizabeth
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