Slumber, the only escape.

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Comfort and silence
The only place I belong
Warmth, peace, wonderful, wonderful bliss
My own world, the happiest abyss
The only way to escape
The only way out
Sleep is my tonic, waking awareness, misery, darkness
Dreams carry me away, happiness, blissfulness, no longer in pain
Unrestricted by burdens, loved by all
Freedom from this cruel, uncaring world
Unadulterated, undiluted, true freedom
Why must this world be the waking?
And the comfort be the dreaming?
What is really real, who are they to say?
This is like a bad dream
That is a sanctuary
A wonderful drunken slumber
A weight lifted, the world disappears
Leaves me so happy, almost brought to tears
A happy fantasy, or a harsh reality
I know wherein I want to be
I know wherein I want to stay
Warmth and stillness
Free from this cold reality
The reality of hate
The reality of pain
The reality of death
The reality of greed
The reality of sickness and frustration
Liberated, brought into the light
The only place I belong
The stillness
The emptiness
The holiness
The happiness
The only

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