Last night was a night without dreams.
Even going to bed hopeful of a calm and refreshing sleep, I couldn't close my eyes when old nightmares came over to scare me off.
Meanwhile I had to face my solitude as I was warming myself under my own covers.
Looking to my wet pillows and waiting for that desired embrace.
Dreaming about the most wonderful of all dreams.
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