Floating in the primordial gypsum of nothing

Silent without intention or any desired direction.

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Darkness envelops as eyelids grow heavy 

as deep sleep consumes consciousness 

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Awareness of only the thundering ocean 

Desperately endlessly beating a shoreline

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Troubles worries and stress melt away 

With the serendipitous tide of salt water

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Warm sea breezes waft in open windows 

Beckoning in the afternoon sunlight

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In a room sparsely large enough for a bed 

Out humble narrator snores deliriously 

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I should awaken for I have much to do

But my dreams keep me in place…

-AAA 01/08/2025