On the Subject of Bedtime


There is a time for bed and
Time for sleep
But no time for much else in between
So shift around until you've found
The space to where time retreats
And in that space hide your face, for time will use you to replace
The others who got everything else except being who you are
and where you are
and how you are
right now.
How are you?

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