I presently recline,

hearing the quiet whispers of meaningless internal chatter

and feeling a sedation that I do not wish to overcome,

for I now gladly relinquish my exasperation, accumulated throughout the toiling day,

to see a blank slate given in return when I come back to my senses.

The sheets deliver a loving embrace as my last thought dissipates into the dark,

the honor of a great slumber bestowed upon me by the fairies once more.

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