Sleep lay upon the wilderness, it lay across the faces of nations, it lay like silence on the hearts of sleeping men and low upon lowlands and high upon hills, flowed gently sleep, smooth-sliding sleep - sleep - sleep.
Sleep lay upon the wilderness, it lay across the faces of nations, it lay like silence on the hearts of sleeping men and low upon lowlands and high upon hills, flowed gently sleep, smooth-sliding sleep - sleep - sleep.
In Sleep we lie all naked and alone, in Sleep we are united at the heart of night and darkness, and we are strange and beautiful asleep; for we are dying the darkness and we know no death.
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