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Tonight I sleep like a cradled child,
Frozen in ignorance;
Gliding along the tale of time
Not willing to look the other way.
Not questioning the comfort, nor doubting silence,
Yielding to the desire of day,
Submitting to indifference.
Tonight I sleep like a cradled child,
Painlessly selfish;
I fight not for a countryman,
I reek of fatal conceit.
Enslaved by worthless thought,
Endangered by innate deceit,
Uninhibitedly boorish.
Tonight I sleep like a cradled child,
To avoid concern, to avert distress;
Without the knowledge of identity,
I succeed in acknowledgement, for I am.
I know not what I would see tomorrow
I know not if I would see at all.
I stand thankful for presence.
Tonight I sleep like a cradled child,
Embracing the last morsel of innocence.
Tonight I sleep like a cradled child,
Finally to rest my sense.
Frozen in ignorance;
Gliding along the tale of time
Not willing to look the other way.
Not questioning the comfort, nor doubting silence,
Yielding to the desire of day,
Submitting to indifference.
Tonight I sleep like a cradled child,
Painlessly selfish;
I fight not for a countryman,
I reek of fatal conceit.
Enslaved by worthless thought,
Endangered by innate deceit,
Uninhibitedly boorish.
Tonight I sleep like a cradled child,
To avoid concern, to avert distress;
Without the knowledge of identity,
I succeed in acknowledgement, for I am.
I know not what I would see tomorrow
I know not if I would see at all.
I stand thankful for presence.
Tonight I sleep like a cradled child,
Embracing the last morsel of innocence.
Tonight I sleep like a cradled child,
Finally to rest my sense.
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