29 March 2026, 7.49AM

I shan’t move
I won’t budge
For not to fudge
this rest you’ve found

Not a sound
Not a peep
Not a creak
For not to break
this gentle sleep

Keep it deep
Just sink in
All wrapped up tight

Sweet dreams,
Good night.

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