I look at the time

And don’t know how it got this late

I think of you

And how sleep has not yet drenched your tired eyes

And I try

To send you restful dreams

But all I do each night is

Wish that I reach the last thoughts of your day;

I send you me

In the hope I am still there

As the first thing when you wake

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